’ ‘How do I know that?’ demanded Jack. " There was a roaring in her ears like that of angry waters. Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. I sat within a few feet of him. She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death.
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