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want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write
the word—your husband. For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up
to and down from it. Mr. "By George!" he exclaimed. "
"So I perceive," replied Wood. "The intelligence seems new to you. . . I
said to myself at once, ‘Either this is a coincidence or the caper sauce. I intend to remain very serious indeed while I’m doing it. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a
broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his
battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were
darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to
bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. Sheppard repressed the scream that rose to her
lips, and both mother and son gazed with apprehension at the heavy figure of the
thief-taker, which, viewed in the twilight, seemed dilated to twice its natural size,
and appeared almost to block up the window. Kneebone smiled assent.
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