At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage,
with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large
wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to
receive it. "Iss, Massa. She told us
that it was a disguise. \"It's getting late John. Just beyond there would be her heart's desire. "I shan't sleep a wink while Jack
Sheppard's in the house. “John, I’m so hungry. “You had only to
ask——”
“Do you think,” Anna interrupted, with a note of passion trembling also in her
tone, “that I would have taken alms from Sir John, the man to whom I had lied
for your sake. What had actually beaten him was not to have known if someone had picked up
his trail. The settlements which he has spoken of, too, are most
munificent. “Was it terrible for you after he died?”
“Don’t worry yourself about it John. ‘Certainly you are imbecile. Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself
in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. “I think that I will leave this letter for him,” she said. "
"What proof have you that I am?"—was the return bolt.
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