" "It may be; but if it shortens the distance and lightens the journey, I care not," retorted the widow, who seemed by this reproach to be roused into sudden eloquence. “One can’t tell. " "That reminds me he's still at large," returned Ireton. She nodded. “Yes! I must! The thing is becoming a torture to me. They both listened intently. We mustn’t make it so. “And what is it all about, Veronica?” he asked, with a deliberate note of irony, looking at her a little quizzically over his glasses. He did his best not to grin. "Quilt!—Mendez!—Where are you?" vociferated Wild, sounding his whistle for the third time. Then Mr. "Slip on the handcuffs," cried the thief-taker. Thames sat with Winifred's hand clasped in his own, and commenced a recital of his adventures, which may be briefly told. " "Nor Jonathan Wild, I hope," interposed Sheppard. “Here’s something rather good,” he said, and with a start and an effort she took his place at the microscope, while he stood beside her and almost leaning over her.
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