The major’s hand stilled. Capes sat down in the armchair beside her. Gerald caught the look and slipped the weapon into his pocket. Nothing, in short, portable or valuable was left. By and by the tramp of horses' feet was heard slowly ascending Snow Hill, and presently a troop of grenadier guards rode into the area facing Newgate. “Yes. "He must be somewhere hereabouts," cried one of the horsemen, dismounting.
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