"You know my fixed determination," he added in a low tone, as he passed the carpenter. But it would serve. “It is part of the irony of life,” he said. At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. “I would like to go home,” she cried, “to please her. "But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. "I am surprised we have received no summons for attendance to-day," he remarked; "perhaps the other robber may be secured. I mystify you; I can see that. Glancing at the finger-post over the cage, which has been described as situated at the outskirts of the village, and seeing no directions to Dollis Hill, he made fresh inquiries as to where it lay, from an elderly man, who was standing with another countryman near the little prison.
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