Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street. Until now none of her prayers had ever been answered. She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. He would have to make sure of her silence. Good riddance.
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