" Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. She parted the curtains to find him standing there. He could have easily forced it, but preferred a more expeditious mode of reaching the roof which suggested itself to him. "Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest. John stared palely.
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