. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. ’ ‘Of what use to be ladylike when I cannot be a lady?’ ‘None of that. He started a dozen stories, but they all ended in the waste-basket. In fact, the reflection of the flames lighted up the ward in which Jack Sheppard was confined. He came into the club next day, and of course we went for him thick. The tiles lay a foot thick in the road. But it was her proof.
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