Wood, when he does return, I'd
send him about his business. Stanley, at the door. Still
—there you are!”
He paused. “Is it your maid?” he asked. "
"It ought to be; it cost enough to get it here," said the Scot, ruefully. Arrived there, their first object was to seek out
Davies, by whom they were conducted to the lady's retreat,—a lone habitation,
situated on the outskirts of Saint George's Fields in Southwark. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was
immured. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a
faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant
company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. Her hair once more was arranged with its old simplicity.
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