Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. “I am frightened now. Gerald had been confident that the boy would not dream of disobeying an order thrown at him by a major of militia, but he guessed Jack might be wondering if he was about to be haled off to prison. "Adieu, my worthy uncle. " "Indeed!—who is it?" "Jack Sheppard. My friends consider it wonderfully faithful. No, never mind about thanking me. It was Celeste’s idea.
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