"Hurrah! come along, Thames; we're free. It was also cold, and dark, for there had been no time to light the lantern. The executioner shook his head. “Lady Ferringhall, sir. Brendon suggests supper at the Carlton. While he was thus standing, the flames of his house, which made the whole street as light as day, and ruddily illumined the faces of the mob below, betrayed him to them, and he was speedily driven from his position by a shower of stones and other missiles.
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