It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. Presently, two carriages dashed down the hill, and drew up before it. " "And so this is my reward for having made you the tip-top cracksman you are," muttered Blueskin;—"to be turned off at a moment's notice, because I silenced a noisy woman. ” “But will you?” “YES. " "Go with him to Tyburn,—never lose sight of him till the noose is tied. He wanted to know what the joke against him was—if any. He will be some time in this comatose state. The lad hesitated.
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