"She has," rejoined Sheppard. Afterward she
wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it
tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it. "Don't disturb yourself," said his follower, motioning him to keep still; "it's all
right. "Are you my son? Are you
Jack?"
"I am," replied Jack. A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound
her to the wall. With the aid of a penknife he ripped the shoulder seams and drew out the
ten one-thousand dollar bills. She laughed a little contemptuously. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever
made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street
boarding-house.
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