In tragic life, God wot, No villain need be! Passions spin the plot: We are betray'd by what is false within. --GEORGE MEREDITH. "I will get out," said Hugh Scarlett to himself, seeing no bars, but half conscious of a cage. "I will get out," he repeated, as his hansom took him swiftly from the house in Portman Square, where he had been dining, towards that other house in Carlton House Terrace, whither his thoughts had travelled on before him, out-distancing the _trip-clip-clop, trip-clip-clop_ of the horse.…
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