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He was placed in a coach, handcuffed, and heavily fettered, and guarded by a vast posse of officers to Temple Bar, where a fresh relay of constables escorted him to Westminster. ‘It is all the fault of that lantern. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. "I'm a detective; my ears and eyes have been trained to absorb all I see and all I hear. Hardened as he may be, that would touch him. I decline to waste a single second even in considering the ugly ones. That did not sound like the name the young man had offered in the tower of the water-clock. In the rush of commuters he did not see her boarding his train. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. The inn was a military haunt.
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