But Sheppard answered for him. An extra pair of gym clothes materialized within
fractions of a second. Wait a second. Wood, meanwhile, had summoned his men-servants, and having armed them
with such weapons as could be found, they proceeded to the garden, where the
first object they encountered was Thames Darrell, extended on the ground, and
weltering in his blood. The garrets were said to be tenanted by
coiners, and artists employed in altering watches and jewelry; the cellars to be
used as a magazine for stolen goods. Dismissing the post-chaise at the Old
Bailey, he walked to Newgate to ascertain what had occurred since the escape. “Anything is better than this—this
stifled life down here. Paris is not the place for two young girls. Sheppard, meekly.
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