'No sir, I do not,' replied the girl, after a short struggle. 'Iam chained to my old life. I loathe and hate it now, but Icannot leave it. I must have gone too far to turn back,--and yetI don't know, for if you had spoken to me so, some time ago, Ishould have laughed it off. But,' she said, looking hastilyround, 'this fear comes over me again. I must go home.'。，
。， 'So give us the bundle,' said Noah, unstrapping it from thewoman's shoulders, and slinging it over his own; 'and don't yerspeak, except when yer spoke to. What's the name of thehouse--t-h-r--three what?'
'No imagination,' replied the girl in a hoarse voice. 'I'll swearI saw "coffin" written in every page of the book in large blackletters,--aye, and they carried one close to me, in the streetsto-night.'。， 'Oh! you know me, do you?' cried the Artful, making a note of thestatement. 'Wery good. That's a case of deformation ofcharacter, any way.'