‘Then it must certainly be Eugénie. " "But not for me," growled Terence, in an under tone. Arrived there, their first object was to seek out Davies, by whom they were conducted to the lady's retreat,—a lone habitation, situated on the outskirts of Saint George's Fields in Southwark. Hopefully. ’ The lady looked unexpectedly smug. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Throwing the blanket over his left arm and shouldering the iron bar, he again clambered up the chimney; regained the Red Room; hurried along the first passage; crossed the Chapel; threaded the entry to the Lower Leads; and, in less than ten minutes after quitting the Castle, had reached the northern extremity of the prison. Nothing to check their proceedings but a declining habit of telling the truth and the limitations of their imaginations.
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