The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. But let the horses be in readiness. . The white cloth was instantly dyed with crimson; but, regardless of this, Jonathan continued his murderous assault. I felt as though I had bandaged eyes. “Ask me nothing. From none of these could Jack ascertain what had become of Thames, or learn any particulars concerning the family at Dollis Hill, or of his mother. Turning off again on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley, into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard, overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation. It was just as easy to pretend she was watching one when she was actually watching the other.
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