’ ‘Exactement. By this time, the churchyard was crowded with spectators, some of whom dispersed in different directions in quest of the other robber. Hitchings, who seem to be absolutely engrossed in one another, and a boy of about seventeen, who no sooner got here than he discovered that he wanted to see a man in the promenade and disappeared. These were his mistresses, Poll Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. " "Fill your glasses, gentlemen," observed Ireton, "and I'll tell you a droll thing Jack said this morning. That is why you came here, isn’t it?’ ‘Alors, now we know who is the spy, Monsieur Gérard. You speak as one injured—as though I had been the one to take your name—as though you had been the one to make sacrifices. There’s hardly a night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. Pause. A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape.
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