Another labyrinth in hell!" A smile broke over the trader's face. Spurling, who wished to protract the discovery of the escape as long as possible. Kneebone made his appearance. He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. Think better of it. There were a few loose, broken fragments of rock to reckon with upon the ledges, and one place where hands did as much work as toes. The door leading to the front of the house was stealthily opening. What was she going to do? One main idea possessed her: she must get away from home, she must assert herself at once or perish. Was it a week ago? No, perhaps more. Here he halted; and, looking upwards, read, at the foot of an immense sign-board, displaying a gaudily-painted angel with expanded pinions and an olive-branch, not the name he expected to find, but that of WILLIAM KNEEBONE, WOOLLENDRAPER.
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