Her lover, Darrell, has embarked upon the Thames, where, if
he's not capsized by the squall, (for it's blowing like the devil,) he stands a good
chance of getting his throat cut by his pursuers—ha! ha! I tracked 'em to the
banks of the river, and should have followed to see it out, if the watermen hadn't
refused to take me. She
thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for
the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster
family about how excited she was. "
Jonathan hastily picked up the pen, and presented it to Trenchard, who attached
his signature to the document. ‘She? Sa femme? That is
the game then? That she could dare to take my place, that salope. "
"And have my escapes really made so much noise as to reach the ear of royalty?"
mused Jack. “Where?”
“To that ball.
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