Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. As Wood obeyed, his foot slipped; and, casting his eyes upon the floor, he perceived it splashed in several places with blood. Wood. He showed me a black mark under his ear, where the noose would be tied. ‘I thought—I thought I saw my—my husband. Here would be the true test of his strength. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence. It penetrated the skin; benumbed the flesh; paralysed the faculties. " "So far you are correct," observed Trenchard; "still, this is no secret. So he found her when he came round the corner of the spinney. Hartford had a very respectable sound. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. 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. " "Gem'men o' the votch!" cried Sharples, as loudly as a wheezy cough would permit him, "my noble pris'ner—ough! ough;—the Markis o' Slaughterford ——" Further speech was cut short by a volley of execrations from the angry guardians of the night.
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