Sheppard, passing her hands over his face, and gazing at him with a look that made him shudder. If ever she felt fatigue in these long tramps which had already taken her half over London, she never admitted it. Sheppard, whose distress at the consumption of the provisions had been somewhat allayed by the anticipation of the intruder's departure after he had satisfied his appetite, was now terrified in the extreme by seeing a light approach, and hearing footsteps on the stairs. “This,” he said, and then: “No! Is this sweeter? Very well. Diane Vorsack clicked her tongue in a “tsk”.
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