“Either I want to shout,” said Mr. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. " "It is life. Do you know of what I speak?” “I do, I do!” She said. "I've just recollected that my husband left a key with me, which he charged me to give you when I could find an opportunity. Keeping hold of the doorhandle, she turned slowly. There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. "Ja," answered Van; "at a minut's nodish. I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. But the great point was still unaccomplished. "He lives at Dollis Hill, a beautiful spot near Willesden, about four or five miles from town, where he has taken a farm. But it’s very beastly. Up to this moment, hopes had been entertained of a respite, strong representations in his favour having been made in the highest quarter; but now that his fate seemed sealed, the curiosity of the sight-seeing public to behold him was redoubled.
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