Earles strode into the waiting-room. At this place of refuge, situated in the heart of Wapping, near the river-side, he arrived in less than an hour, in a complete state of exhaustion. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. The odds were astounding and yet he had it bad. Silk. His pale and boyish waist was nearly as slim as her own. Don't you understand? Back among your own again, and only a few of us the wiser. While this was going on, Jack suddenly made a movement which attracted the turnkey's attention; and during that interval the old man slipped some articles wrapped in a handkerchief into Bess's hands, who instantly secreted them in her bosom.
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