"
"Thames," said Sheppard in a low voice, as he threw a vindictive glance at the
carpenter, "I shan't forget this. That’s the difficulty. She had been
obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who
had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his
mistress—guarding the door outside. Only last night she saw me, and there was horror in her eyes. And through all these defences and into Old Palace Yard, into the
very vitals of the defenders’ position, lumbered the unsuspected vans. "
Jack was about to comply with the request, when an unlooked-for interruption
occurred. ’
***
Everett, General Lord Charvill, master of a barony stretching over a wide estate
that encroached on the hundreds of Witham, Thurstable and Dengy, stood before
his own fireplace, glaring at his visitors from under bushy white brows from a
head held necessarily low above a back painfully bent by rheumatism. It's mighty
lonesome down there for a man bred to cities. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the
agreement through to her. "
"What am I to do to earn it?" asked Blueskin, with a disgusting leer,—"cut a
throat—or throw myself at your feet—eh, my dear?"
"Give me that child," returned the lady, with difficulty overcoming the loathing
inspired by the ruffian's familiarity.
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