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Sheppard,
passing her hand across her brow; "but my memory is gone—quite gone. While involved in this crowd, near Temple Bar,
—where the thoroughfare was most dangerous from the masses of ruin that
impeded it,—an individual, whose swarthy features recalled to the carpenter one
of his tormentors of the previous night, collared him, and, with bitter
imprecations accused him of stealing his child. Maggot. She pointed across the road. “But, how,” he said, sitting up astonished beyond measure, “not go on?”
“I have been thinking while you have been talking. “From what you saw from the
opposite pavement then, it is certain that some person who was able to move
about was in this room only a minute or so before you entered it?”
“That is so,” Anna answered. It was at the top of the building, and looked clear over a clustering mass of
inferior buildings toward Regent’s Park. "But there's nothing more to see in Canton. Only a few weeks ago there was a bloody battle on
the bridge there between the soldiery and the local police. . ”
“For example?”
“Your dyed hair. ”
She looked at him wistfully, but with some unwilling doubt in her wrinkled
forehead. You've
betrayed yourself, Thames. ”
“Of course,” he said, reaching out his hand tentatively for his hat, “I could go
away even now.
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