"I'll go to her directly," said Wood, bustling towards the door. She had followed a bobbing white hat and gray jacket until she reached the Euston Road corner of Tottenham Court Road, and there, by the name on a bus and the cries of a conductor, she made a guess of her way. He flew to the window, and would have passed his sword through the thief-taker's body, if the latter had not quickly interposed the person of Mrs. . One hour later she had gone back to the mission—without the salt. "We must change the subject," remarked Thornhill, pausing in his task; "this will never do.
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