As they neared the house, Jack Sheppard, who led the way, halted and addressed
his companion in a low voice:—
"I don't half like this job, Blueskin," he said; "it always went against the grain. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made
her own friends, gone her own way. "But don't wait for me,
Sir Cecil. Reaction set in and she leapt at him, beating at his chest with her fists. The
four men fell upon him, holding his arms and legs, while Caliban forced back his
head. Jack Sheppard is now wholly in my hands. Alarmed by these prognostications of a storm, and feeling too much exhausted
from his late severe treatment to proceed further on foot, Wood endeavoured to
find a tavern where he might warm and otherwise refresh himself. Nothing seemed to be amiss. He
yelled to her, asking her if she wished to have a drink with
him, which she refused. ‘What’s more,’ went on Martha, ‘I knew something Mr Charvill didn’t, or he
wouldn’t so readily have left it behind him. Nothing but the constraint of social usage now
linked him to her. But, egad! I believe he
will.
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