Chapter XXI
HER SISTER’S SECRET
“I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. I tried painting and couldn’t get on. She allowed herself to be ejected,
therefore, and retired to the parlour after cleansing the blood from her hands and
her own slight wound in the kitchen. ‘But I ain’t
been idle, miss, I swear it. “Anna, you are the dearest, bravest sister in the world,” she cried. And,
yet, I don't know. As soon as he could be moved with safety, Jonathan had himself transported to
Newgate, where he was carried into the Middle Ward, that he might feast his
eyes upon his victim. ” John said. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months.
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