‘I broke in. He
had this thing for his twin daughters. ” He said. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found
behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose—
dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. I've watched this lad—this
Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little
about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose. The advanced guard
rode on to drive away any opposition, while the main body of the procession
crossed the bridge, and slowly toiled up Holborn Hill. ‘That was one of my own
clever stories. ”
Again on his way homeward from Cavendish Square he abandoned the direct
route to pass by the door of Anna’s flat. Sheppard, clasping him with a hand that burnt with fever, "I
have been ill—dreadfully ill—I believe delirious—I thought I should have died
last night—I won't tell you what agony you have caused me—I won't reproach
you.
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