Chapter XXVIII THE HISSING OF “ALCIDE” There was a strange and ominous murmur of voices, a shuffling of feet in the gallery, a silence, which was like the silence before a storm. "Give me till to-morrow," implored she, "and if I can bring myself to part with him, you shall have him without another word. Murder had become nothing to her. James Figg was the most perfect master of self-defence of his day. But, suppose I've no place to lock 'em up in, how then?" Quilt looked a little perplexed. She began to read, and presently she entered another world, and remained in it for two hours. “I’m sorry, ma’am, to seem the cause of any disturbance, but this,” he pointed to Anna, “is my wife.
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