I thought he was in Newgate. Unless—’ Something clicked in his mind and he stared at his friend without seeing him. CHAPTER XVII. "Tomorrow I shall have a visitor. Jonathan Wild and his bloodhounds, with a hundred others, incited by the reward, will be upon my track. A diversion was created by the violent struggles of the little old lady. And a time will come, Veronica, mark my words, a time will come when you will bless me for my firmness to-night. Wood. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. Barring that the Valade fellow had sneaked back. It was not the type of household where one could come and go at all hours, for this she was glad. I must tell somebody—and you would understand. When the hero finally did appear, Ruth became filled with gentle self-mockery. Pitt?" "There is no mistake, Sir," rejoined the prisoner, drawing himself up, "I am Jack Sheppard.
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