’ Trodger eyed her with suspicion. ” He faced her doggedly. The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes. ” With a little shrug of the shoulders Anna followed him. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. "I can't hold it much longer—it'll break my wrist.
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