I always told you some accident would
happen. "No, I tell you," rejoined Jonathan, shouldering his way out of the crowd. "No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob. What he there noticed
occasioned a marked change in his demeanour. "
Something in the child's voice, something in her manner, warned the spinster
that her well-meaning inquisitiveness had received a set-back and that it would
be dangerous to press it forward again. 272
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EPILOGUE
She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack
swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming
silver in their starkness. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or
habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head,
harmonized with her masculine appearance. What
you did is called manslaughter, and at the worst there is only a very slight
penalty, nothing to be frightened about in the least. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A
shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. Wells
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