A new thought checked her steps and she froze. . ‘Quick, Gérard. Horrors abounded in every passageway as each turn could bring a vision of a poor woman running from her screaming plague-infested son or a bloated corpse of a rich man whose mouth lolled open, showing gaps where someone had pried out a few golden teeth. Immediately behind this individual, came a pale, poverty-stricken woman, whose forlorn aspect contrasted strongly with his plump and comfortable physiognomy. "Your enemy!" she returned imperfectly comprehending him. “What do you mean?” Lucy asked. A crowd was collected round the fellow, who was rapidly disposing of his stock. A radiant smile astonished him. ’ Roding blinked. With his chisel so fine, tra la! "There!" cried the boy, leaping from the stool, and drawing back a few paces on the bench to examine his performance,—"that'll do. I saw him ride away with that other fellow. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame? Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform.
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