He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,— tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he had left unbroken in the chapel. "I am an officer in the execution of my duty. “Stop this—this humbugging,” he explained. Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object. “I thought we had discussed that, father. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. I wonder if I should have locked you up if I’d been your father. “It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. ” “I can’t be portentous, dear, when you’re about. There is something that inspires a feeling of inexpressible melancholy in sailing on a dark night upon the Thames. " "Wood!" exclaimed Trenchard,—"of Wych Street?" "The same. He looked at her in some embarrassment.
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