But that
bridge was more remarkable than any the metropolis now possesses. "
"A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. One nail drives out another, it's true; but the worst nail you
can employ is a coffin-nail. ”
They were in the elder Widgett girl’s bedroom; Hetty was laid up, she said,
with a sprained ankle, and a miscellaneous party was gossiping away her tedium. He had informed her that to leave him would be
a choice to live a life of meager subsistence. By various twistings and turnings, during all which time his
pursuers, who were greatly increased in numbers, kept him in view, he reached
Gray's-Inn-lane. He looked at
his friend. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve
him!—is still living.
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