He sat down beside her and stroked her hair. Were any thing to happen to him, Newgate
wouldn't be what it is, nor Tyburn either. But, if you have any particular fancy for hanging the gentleman, who chose to
take the law into his own hands—and I think your motive extremely
disinterested and praiseworthy—why, it's just possible, if you make it worth my
while, that your desires may be gratified. ToC
The ward into which Jack was endeavouring to break was called the Red Room,
from the circumstance of its walls having once been painted in that colour; all
traces of which had, however, long since disappeared. These were less like streets than labyrinths,
hewn through an eternal twilight. She was supposed to be reading at home,
and after breakfast she strolled into the vegetable garden, and having taken up a
position upon the staging of a disused greenhouse that had the double advantage
of being hidden from the windows of the house and secure from the sudden
appearance of any one, she resumed the reading of Mr. "I thought you were asleep. And, what's more, I tell you, if Captain
Sheppard is hanged, you need never hope to call me Mrs. She could smell his cologne
underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. In regard to yourself, you've had a very narrow escape. Here they were regaled with another
plentiful meal by the hospitable carpenter, who personally superintended the
repast.
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