"Stop thief!" roared Jonathan, who perceived the fugitive hurrying along a street towards Hatton Garden. “I am just back from Paris. Not far from the entrance, on the left, was a sort of screen, or partition-wall, reaching from the floor to the ceiling, formed of thick oaken planks riveted together by iron bolts, and studded with broad-headed nails. Anna raised her eyebrows at the sight of him. You see, we travelled second class, and we are in the least known quarter of Paris. Mary is very good, but she is too nervous to be the slightest protection.
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