It was approached from the street by a flight of broad
stone steps, leading to a ponderous door, plated with iron, and secured on the
inner side by huge bolts, and a lock, with wards of a prodigious size. ‘Something wrong, madame?’
Her fan came up swiftly, hiding the lower part of her face. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools
of blood-red flame. For she and this old lady became at once friends. "May I beg to know whom I've the
pleasure of adressing? Jackson, I conclude, is merely an assumed name. we’ll stop by the Amoco
on Maple. She saw, twenty yards down the platform, the shiny hat and broad back and
inimitable swagger of Ramage. The last Meeting between Jack Sheppard and his Mother 419
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