Suppose her father turned her out of doors! She did not care, she meant to go. I received a telegram, as you know, during dinner. Perhaps Gerald was not as clothheaded as he had thought. It was horrible, but what could she do? She meant to live her own life, and he meant, with contempt and insults, to prevent her. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. Directly in range stood the strange young man, although he was at the far side of the loft. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel, skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint George's Fields.
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