‘Let go!’ ‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. The mob now directed their attention to Newgate; and, from their threats, appeared determined to fire it. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. Nothing to do; nothing for the hands, the mind, the heart. “You’re a student, perhaps?” said the tall woman. ’ ‘By all means,’ agreed Lucy at once, and ignoring the automatic protest that issued from Roding’s lips, she threw a command over her shoulder as she turned to go. He became angry.
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