She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. ’ ‘Can you prove it?’ demanded Hilary. He allowed his voice to drip with sympathy. " "What do you want me to do?" The doctor thought this query gave hopeful promise. I was happy to oblige them, I had grown sick of the heat of the south and all the miserable sun. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. You do not believe me. I know not who you are; and, as I cannot discern your face, I may be doing you an injustice. After several vain attempts to burst it open, he resolved, as a last alternative, to break through the wall in the part nearest to the lock.
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