She cried and sobbed in fits. "I am Owen Wood, at your service. Jackson, gallantly. They tracked the fugitive to the Mint; but, like hounds at fault, they here lost all scent of their prey. ” And then ahead of her she saw the radiant and welcoming figure of Manning. "Arundel Stairs," replied Wood, "the nearest point to Wych Street. There would be no mercy in this man. Dashing through the open door, he crossed the Old Bailey, plunged into a narrow court on the opposite side of the way, and was out of sight in a minute, baffling all pursuit. He shuddered. His eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy; he let out a sigh. Neither of them joined in the applause which followed upon her exit.
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