If I could but——”
To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to
herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in
her throat. . The Master of the Mint
IV. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that
her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to
welcome her weary head. "Something fresh on hand, I suppose?"
"I'm come to inquire after Jack Sheppard," returned Jonathan. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect
light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy
drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance,
but with a very shrewd aspect.
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