" In an angle of the Stone Hall was the Iron Hold, a chamber containing a vast assortment of fetters and handcuffs of all weights and sizes. “Is there any urgency?” The doctor bent over his patient, who seemed to have fallen asleep. ” Annabel shrugged her shoulders. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. It was after all a momentary affair. It is no fault of your own that you are not at this moment standing there with your head blown off. My people don’t know what to do. The key is in my trousers. " "Still, you forgot something. " "Mr. ‘Your niece, ma’am.
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