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“It is true. Why did he take me?’ Martha’s damp eyes were puzzled. Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. The streets were full of colour. Let me walk you to the door. It felt wonderful and golden to bask in the sunlight of their approval, even if their approval was fickle and dangerous.
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