Captain Roding strode into the parlour. The thief-taker's throat was bound up with thick folds of linen, and his face had a ghastly and cadaverous look, which communicated an undefinable and horrible expression to his glances. “Why did you do it?” her aunt urged. ‘You have no need to be afraid of us. “And now let us leave the men alone and talk about ourselves. ’ She put in her request for this requirement immediately on returning to the little parlour downstairs, and instantly fell foul of Captain Roding again.
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