Earles said, “but this is rubbish. “Who from?” She met his eye for a second and her heart failed her. “I am afraid—I really think that one of us ought to go with you,” he said. He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. Someone bounded up the stairs, which groaned from the strain, unmistakably Mike. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. When I've escorted you proud fool to his new quarters, I'll proceed to the Mint and look after Jack Sheppard. I'm about to ring for supper.
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