A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast. The sergeant had not seen it for he understood nothing of what she told him. “I’m sorry. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. “Please hurry. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom. My friend, I am only grieved that you of all others should have been so deceived.
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