He looked melancholy enough, it is true. He spoke only when he saw the sing-song girl he wanted to buy. As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable. "I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. The cart, meantime, had approached the fatal tree.
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