She addressed Capes as though she spoke to him alone. “And where,” he asked, “are my rivals?” “Deserters,” she answered, laughing. Wood, who had been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was neglecting his employment. ‘You said?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham, your great-aunt, miss. ’ She was too distressed to bear this. 168 < 20 > HISTORY OF AN ABDUCTION She had not seen him for hundreds of years. But we’ve got the brains to get over that, and tongues in our heads to talk to each other. The horror of those few minutes was still with her. Let us stay the night here.
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