Jack hastily retreated, and taking the first means of concealment that occurred to him, descended the cellar steps. “Kick aht at ‘em!” though, indeed, she went now with Christian meekness, resenting only the thrusting policemen’s hands. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. The completest capitulation would not wipe out that trouble. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. Howsomdever, if you should reach t'other side, take an old feller's advice, and don't be foolhardy enough to venter back again. . The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. She must not show anything.
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