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"Who, then?" demanded Jack. Immediately he grasped the fact that there was drama here, probably the old drama of the fugitive. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. ’ She advanced towards him. By some it was affirmed that a subterranean communication existed between the thief-taker's abode and Newgate, by means of which he was enabled to maintain a secret correspondence with the imprisoned felons: by others, that an under-ground passage led to extensive vaults, where such malefactors as he chose to screen from justice might lie concealed till the danger was blown over. The kindly American consul-general had himself taken her to the bank, where her banknotes had been exchanged for a letter of credit, and had thoroughly advised her. “In private. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. She kissed him on the bridge of his nose. ” Lucy put her hand to her heart and pulled one of her kinky curls straight. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. She felt terribly modern, even sporty as the magazines declared you should be.
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