"It is too late. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. She pulled away from him, placing her fingers on his lips for a moment. Besides this, each had a large black patch over his right eye, and a very queer twist at the left side of his mouth, so that if their object had been disguise, they could not have adopted better precautions. "It's too late to carry 'em before a magistrate now, Sir Rowland; so, with your permission, I'll give 'em a night's lodging in Saint Giles's round-house. “Oh! I wish,” she said, “that people thought alike about these things. The wall of St.
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