"Do they treat you ill?" asked her son. Urging his steed along Oxford Road,— as that great approach to the metropolis was then termed,—he soon passed Marylebone Lane, beyond which, with the exception of a few scattered houses, the country was completely open on the right, and laid out in pleasant fields and gardens; nor did he draw in the rein until he arrived at Tyburn-gate, where, before he turned off upon the Edgeware Road, he halted for a moment, to glance at the place of execution. Part 8 “Why should I ever come back?” she said to herself, as she went down the staircase. He might have supposed the fellow would be eager to be rid of the tale, for that he might have longer to enjoy the amenities of the Triumphal Chariot where the meeting had been appointed. "Enough!" rejoined Wild; "he shall not return. You want me to be clean. I figured it would hurt your feelings if you knew I still talked to him, so I kept my mouth shut. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt.
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