It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. She responded with an unfaltering appearance of insensibility, and never as a young and beautiful woman conscious of sex; always in the character of an intelligent girl student. For all that she was of exceptional intellectual enterprise, she had never yet considered these things with unaverted eyes. " "He must," exclaimed Jack, hastily; "but only let me have it till to-morrow, and if I don't entrap him in a snare from which, with all his cunning, he shall find it difficult to escape, my name's not Jack Sheppard. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. To fight inertia on the one hand and to study this queer girl on the other.
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