For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where
still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the
Wastrel's passage. One who—who—tres. ”
“We will go together,” she answered. “How has the world taken it?” he asked. Crack went the whip, and away floundered the
heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was
little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields. ’
‘Perhaps you don’t, Hilary,’ Gerald said mildly, smiling at the young lady and
indicating one of the wide window seats. But his own situation was too perilous to admit of his
rendering any assistance to the ill-fated waterman. Through this confusion the carpenter struggled on;—now ascending, now
descending the different mountains of rubbish that beset his path, at the
imminent peril of his life and limbs, until he arrived in Fleet Street. He struck out from the shoulder, and
the man measured his length upon the pavement. "Rowland," she said, in a faint voice, "I have not many minutes to live.
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