She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. " "And with some justice," replied Thornhill, drily. A door slammed. A few minutes later she left the house on foot, and taking a hansom at the corner of the Square, drove to Anna’s flat. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. " Jack Sheppard again sought his pistol, and was only withheld from levelling it at the thief-taker's head, by the hope that he might gather some further information respecting his mother. " Sheppard's name operated like magic on the crowd.
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