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Lucy looked at the stains on the threadbare carpeting to distract herself, embarrassed to her core. This was the bitterest hour he had ever known. Then, when the tension was getting unendurable, and she was on the verge of speaking to some casual passer-by and demanding help, her follower vanished. She was pensive and thoughtful. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out.
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