And a ballot-box—” Her face assumed an expression of intellectual conflict. Wood had prevented him from paying much attention to the previous scene. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. Fearful that she had given herself away, she sank back down onto her stool. " "I don't care if he is," rejoined Thames, boldly. ’ ‘Why should you care?’ demanded Roding, exasperated. Damn! I’ve splashed. "If I thought he lived——" observed Wood. When he awoke, it was late in the day; but though he heard voices outside, and now and then caught a glimpse of a face peeping at him through the iron grating over the door, no one entered the prison, or held any communication with him.
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