"Holloa—what's that?" cried Austin, starting up. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. She had been obliged to wait all morning for the opportunity to talk to Martha, who chose always to retire to her cell for the period of recreation that preceded afternoon prayers. ’ ‘The what, miss?’ asked Kimble, frowning. The first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood, the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me.
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