” The cabman, knocking with the butt end of his whip upon the window, reminded her that he was in a similar predicament. She fluttered it with a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven breath behind it. In fact, it had been anciently the right hand postern under the gate leading towards the city. . He had a peculiar way of stepping in, in a parry; knew his arm, and its just time of moving; put a firm faith in that, and never let his opponent escape. "Another such attempt," said the latter, "and you are a dead man.
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