Have you anything to ask me?” Ann Veronica readjusted her mind hastily. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. Sheppard found it; and, as no one opposed her, she at once took up her abode there; nor was she long in discovering that the dreaded sounds proceeded from the nocturnal gambols of a legion of rats. She did not learn the kind of looks she had been bestowing upon him at a convent. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment. Besides, I do not want a price on my head.
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