She had lost her sense of direction, and was among unfamiliar streets. " The carpenter, upon whom no part of this hurried dialogue had been lost, now made his appearance, and having obtained from Terence all the information which that personage could impart respecting the perilous situation of Thames, he declared himself ready to start to Saint Giles's at once, and ran back to the room for his hat and stick; expressing his firm determination, as he pocketed his constable's staff with which he thought it expedient to arm himself, of being direfully revenged upon the thief-taker: a determination in which he was strongly encouraged by his wife. "There is no fee," said Dolby. Wood's advice and assistance, but the thought of the reception she was likely to meet with from his wife deterred her from executing this resolution. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. "Sir Cecil is no more. There was no reason why she shouldn’t be his restrained and dignified friend. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. She sought hastily in her mind for a plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come. “As I have explained many a time, Lucia, the maladies of the blood and flesh do not afflict us. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. Lucy had been ignoring her, not purposefully, but noticeably.
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