"The marriage was never consummated," continued the imperturbable stranger. Gin Lane's the nearest road to the churchyard. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. I can't spare you at present. Taking hold of the hilt of his own foil, he drew it forth. It was a serene and charming evening, and twilight was gently stealing over the face of the country. Urging his steed along Oxford Road,— as that great approach to the metropolis was then termed,—he soon passed Marylebone Lane, beyond which, with the exception of a few scattered houses, the country was completely open on the right, and laid out in pleasant fields and gardens; nor did he draw in the rein until he arrived at Tyburn-gate, where, before he turned off upon the Edgeware Road, he halted for a moment, to glance at the place of execution.
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