After all, life had still its pulsations. “I throw it out in passing,” he said. To surrender himself to the law, to face trial and imprisonment, was out of the question. " "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. ” Lucy said. " "Write him," urged Spurlock, finding speech. Don't worry about me. By some it was affirmed that a subterranean communication existed between the thief-taker's abode and Newgate, by means of which he was enabled to maintain a secret correspondence with the imprisoned felons: by others, that an under-ground passage led to extensive vaults, where such malefactors as he chose to screen from justice might lie concealed till the danger was blown over. “Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?” He got up and began to pace the room.
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