They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. Lucy heard a stir, but if Dawn Plote were to arise and come into the room, it could only mean two murders tonight. She knew that to expect more now was like anticipating a gold-mine in the garden. And when there is no longer any need to use it, why then, enough you say—and throw it away. The appearance of the new-comer was extremely prepossessing; and, after his trepidation had a little subsided, Wood began to regard him with some degree of interest.
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