“I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the
fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big
portal. That was odd: when young
people were joyous, they had to express it physically. Something he saw there made him
feel for a moment ashamed. Maybe the girl was telling the truth, and then again,
maybe she wasn't. The
splendid voices sang on from phase to phase of love’s unfolding, the ship drove
across the sea to the beating rhythm of the rowers. Oh! Jack, Jack, you've much to answer for!"
"I have, indeed," replied Sheppard, in a tone of contrition. ' He muttered it continually. . ’
Melusine looked resentfully at the pistol. Sheppard repressed the scream that rose to her
lips, and both mother and son gazed with apprehension at the heavy figure of the
thief-taker, which, viewed in the twilight, seemed dilated to twice its natural size,
and appeared almost to block up the window.
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