XII
JACK SHEPPARD A Romance
BY W. F. She hoped desperately that
Mrs. I will go to-night. Nothing like the direct approach, she thought. Anna stared back at every one with undaunted
composure. ‘How so?’ he asked, and she noted that he allowed his pistol to dangle a little
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as specified in paragraph 1. Like the Castle, which it
resembled in all respects except that it was destitute even of a barrack-bedstead,
the Red Room was reserved for state-prisoners, and had not been occupied since
the year 1716, when the jail, as has before been mentioned, was crowded by the
Preston rebels. What was the wench at? Yet he
could not maintain this stand off forever. “Is that a challenge?”
She shrugged her shoulders, all ablaze with jewels. Mr. Do you know that he is very
much in love with you?”
Anna smiled. ‘Where is there that I can go?’
All at once Alderley felt acutely suspicious. Her mind developed into savage wrath at the present conditions of a woman’s
life.
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