"
"'No doubt,'" said Wood, who had again turned over the leaves of the sacred
volume—', "no doubt this man is a murderer, whom, though he escaped the seas,
yet vengeance suffereth not to live'. The advanced guard
rode on to drive away any opposition, while the main body of the procession
crossed the bridge, and slowly toiled up Holborn Hill. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the
man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world
for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she
stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the
souls of women against the fate of their conditions. A glance down the passage—to see that
Roding was not lurking?—and her face came back to Gerald, triumph in her
eyes.
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