" "You shall first go to Bridewell, you jade!" rejoined Kneebone. “Then we must try and make London endurable for you,” he remarked cheerfully. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. ’ The lad Kimble moved swiftly to the door and walked out of the room. A glance down the passage—to see that Roding was not lurking?—and her face came back to Gerald, triumph in her eyes. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. But all that could be ascertained in the village was, that a man had ridden off a short time before in the direction of London. " "It's a hopeless job," grumbled Blueskin, "and harm will come of it. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed.
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