If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. Shotbolt, the head turnkey of Clerkenwell Prison, and Mr. ‘Tee-ree-sa. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. You don’t understand. I wanted to talk to you before when you first came to live here two years ago, but I never did. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. He spoke only when he saw the sing-song girl he wanted to buy. Armed, however, with the implement he had so fortunately obtained, he did not despair of success. .
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