A few minutes later she left the house on foot, and taking a hansom at the corner of the Square, drove to Anna’s flat. She read voraciously, and presently, because of her aunt’s censorship, she took to smuggling any books she thought might be prohibited instead of bringing them home openly, and she went to the theatre whenever she could produce an acceptable friend to accompany her. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. But this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding. "He will pull through?" "Positively. Sheppard looked fixedly at him, as if she would penetrate the gloomy depth of his soul. "In this pit," he added, pointing to the chasm below, "your brother is buried. All the turnkeys rose to salute the thief-taker, whose habitually-sullen countenance looked gloomier than usual. "He is gone!" cried Mrs. Horrors abounded in every passageway as each turn could bring a vision of a poor woman running from her screaming plague-infested son or a bloated corpse of a rich man whose mouth lolled open, showing gaps where someone had pried out a few golden teeth. ” She cried once they were in the great room. All I had to do was to piece them together. " "You did right," returned Trenchard.
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