You can trust me, Anna. Which is C?” Ann Veronica, with a curious sinking of the heart, regarded the black cavities of the vans. . No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. As he was conveyed thither, an incident occurred that produced a considerable impression on the feelings of the youthful offender. In the next box hangs the rope by which he suffered. I am not prying for my own amusement. The latter formed by far the most knavish-looking and unprepossessing portion of the assemblage.
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