He could neither stifle nor deaden that. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable. "What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. The next moment, a heavy plunge told that the fugitive had been consigned to the waves. He looked at his friend.
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