About nine o'clock, an immense mob collected before the Lodge at Newgate. If a cart were coming, or those labourers in the field had heard, escape was impossible. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. In Old Palace Yard everybody ran. That's well. He nodded silently, too full for words. " "Give me the brandy, and I'll tell you," replied Wood. A familiar figure was making his way towards them.
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