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She had imagined she had drowned them altogether. They were going up the slope into Waterloo Station. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. "His disguise was capital; but I detected it in a moment. He hung precariously on the ragged edge, but he hung there. The smile had become a laugh. Raising him in his arms, Jonathan passed the rope round his body, and in this way the poor boy was drawn up without difficulty.
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