Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. "It is Sheppard—Jack Sheppard—stop him!" And his shouts were reiterated by the pack of bloodhounds at his heels. ‘I am not a murderer. Or I should say—’ ‘Eugenia,’ cut in Gerald grimly. . “Eight pounds,” she plunged, and added foolishly, “fifteen pounds will see me clear of everything. “I should like to speak to you for a few minutes,” he said to Anna, dropping his voice a little. "And now, in return for your liberality, I'll inform you of a secret with which it is important you should be acquainted.
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