"Come, come, Jack," said Thames, walking up to Sheppard, and taking his hand,
"have done with this. "
"Stop!" interposed Edgeworth Bess; "Mr. ” She batted his arms and slapped
him, angrily twisting from his grasp. At least one of
them was caught and put away. . ’
‘From you,’ the lady threw at him furiously. What had she so
nearly said? She had almost spoken a name—and quickly withdrawn it. Telling the porter
that he would attend to the house himself, he bade him go in search of Jack
Sheppard. "Who's there?—Pshaw! it's only the wind. ”
Chapter XII
THE POSTER OF “ALCIDE”
On Saturday mornings there was deposited on the plate of each guest at
breakfast time, a long folded paper with Mrs.
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