’ Trodger eyed her with suspicion. But whatever she may have said was lost as Gerald pinned her to the wall, the point of the sword at her throat. Sebastian grabbed the infant once again by the chest and it wailed into the air, exposing its rows of shark like teeth. Wood, who had been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was neglecting his employment. ‘I’ll get the key,’ said Roding, turning abruptly. He shrieked with agony, and clung with desperate tenacity to the roughened stones. Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the beforenamed article, "he has a pocket-book. She did not hear his approach, but continued her occupation without raising her head.
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