I’m a female thing at bottom. “I wonder,” he said, and went off at a tangent. Whoever this might be, the visit seemed to have some reference to the carpenter, for, shortly afterwards, Sharples made his appearance, and informed the captives they were free. This done, he followed the course which Jack had just taken. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. “She is likely somewhere on the road or perhaps in town, finding victims. You see to what it has brought you.
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