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Run to Earth - A Novel by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon
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CHAPTER XXXIII. "TREASON HAS DONE HIS WORST"
CHAPTER XXXIV. CAUGHT IN THE TOILS
CHAPTER XXXV. LARKSPUR TO THE RESCUE!
CHAPTER XXXVI. ON THE TRACK
CHAPTER XXXVII. "O, ABOVE MEASURE FALSE!"
CHAPTER XXXVIII. "THY DAY IS COME"
CHAPTER XXXIX. "CONFUSION WORSE THAN DEATH"
CHAPTER XL. "SO SHALL YE REAP"




CHAPTER I.


WARNED IN A DREAM.

Seven-and-twenty years ago, and a bleak evening in March. There are
gas-lamps flaring down in Ratcliff Highway, and the sound of squeaking
fiddles and trampling feet in many public-houses tell of festivity
provided for Jack-along-shore. The emporiums of slop-sellers are
illuminated for the better display of tarpaulin coats and hats, so
stiff of build that they look like so many sea-faring suicides, pendent
from the low ceilings. These emporiums are here and there enlivened by
festoons of many-coloured bandana handkerchief's; and on every pane of
glass in shop or tavern window is painted the glowing representation of
Britannia's pride, the immortal Union Jack.

Two men sat drinking and smoking in a little parlour at the back of an
old public-house in Shadwell. The room was about as large as a
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