Sheppard staggered forward. ’ She set down her glass with a snap. One who—who—tres. ’ Mrs Sindlesham sighed deeply. We shall take an eternal farewell of each other. “Of course,” said Miss Miniver—she went on in a regularly undulating voice —“we DO please men. There’s something—puppyish in a man’s usual attitude to women. When first you left your home you had no idea that I was the hidden impulse. He lowered her neck before her, and she noticed a bizarre urge to bite him rising from her mind like an itch. The aspect of the place, so far as he could discern through the gloom, was strange to him; but chancing to raise his eyes above the level of the surrounding habitations, he beheld, relieved against the sombre sky, the tall steeple of Saint Giles's church, the precursor of the present structure, which was not erected till some fifteen years later. In fact, the reflection of the flames lighted up the ward in which Jack Sheppard was confined.
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