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And, while the turnkey was busy with the keys, she whispered to the black, "Follow him, Caliban. For the present the desire to fly was gone. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. “Annabel;” he moaned. The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the night. Slowly descending Snow Hill, the train passed on its way, attended by the same stunning vociferations, cheers, yells, and outcries, which had accompanied it on starting from Newgate. His fingers cherished the hilt of his sword and his eyes were on his friend and superior, ready at his back to do whatever was needed.
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