CHAPTER XI. This is your room. It is the only way. Winifred's face had a thoroughly amiable look. I am Lucilla Froxfield, you must know. "I could almost find in my heart to quarrel with Jack Sheppard for occasioning you so much pain," observed little Winifred Wood, as, having completed her ministration to the best of her ability, she helped Thames on with his coat. He learnt that his sister was privately married—the name or rank of her husband could not be ascertained—and living in retirement in an obscure dwelling in the Borough, where she had given birth to a son. "Let me see the earth thrown over her," implored Jack; "and take me where you please. We'll get this chap on his feet if only to learn what the trouble is. "Jack Sheppard had a visitor, I understand, yesterday, and may make an attempt to escape. ” She threw away the end of her cigarette.
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