Some years ago, in 1715, just
before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party,
and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to
escape with my head upon my shoulders. The two sisters were very fond of one another, I believe. “You mustn’t talk any more,” he said, “but I want you to listen to me just for a
moment. "We work together no more. I’ll have to make a visit out of town. Set on unravelling her secrets, Gerald pursues every possible clue—much to the
indignation of Mademoiselle. Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it
concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had
been interested.
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