” “Go!” he said. ‘You know perfectly well that she is the daughter of the Comtesse de St Erme. He removed his cocked hat and came towards her. His sword-arm fell useless at his side and she knew herself safe. Horrors abounded in every passageway as each turn could bring a vision of a poor woman running from her screaming plague-infested son or a bloated corpse of a rich man whose mouth lolled open, showing gaps where someone had pried out a few golden teeth. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind. 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.
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