At this juncture, and just as a cuckoo-clock in
the corner struck sis, Jack Sheppard walked into the room, with the packing-case
under his arm. ‘Oh, I do love a flatterer. Previously to his descent he had left the nail and spike on the wall, and with
these he fastened the blanket to the stone coping. "You're right Jack," he said, after a pause, during which he contemplated the
picture with the most fixed attention: "this must have been my father!"
"No doubt of it," answered Sheppard; "only compare it with Winny's drawing,
and you'll find they're as like as two peas in a pod. That poor child, trying to
escape, and not knowing how. "Devilish strange!" thought he, chuckling to himself; "queer business! Capital
trick of the cull in the cloak to make another person's brat stand the brunt for his
own—capital! ha! ha! Won't do, though. She put
back her hood in a determined way. Wiped out, but for these. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. ‘You are jealous!’
‘Yes,’ he agreed simply.
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