Wood, with a candle in his
hand, which Jack instantly blew out, and darted down stairs. And by degrees, perhaps, that
maiden distrust of yours that makes you shrink from my kisses, will vanish. ‘Say it. The door closed softly upon her. Sydney was strumming over
a new song which stood upon the piano. The latter
specimen, of his workmanship was adorned with a little scarecrow figure,
intended to represent a housebreaking chimney-sweeper of the time, described in
Sheppard's own hand-writing, as 'Jack Hall a-hanging. "
"For procuring my imprisonment?"
"For saving your life. All of a sudden, there was movement behind him. The cloth was removed, and
Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk
—put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best
consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now
be fairly termed—to their own conversation. You are a detective?"
"Yes. “No.
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