"I could almost find in my heart to quarrel with Jack Sheppard for occasioning you so much pain," observed little Winifred Wood, as, having completed her ministration to the best of her ability, she helped Thames on with his coat. She went about, intentlooking and self-possessed, trim and fine, concealing her emotions whatever they were, as the realities of her position opened out before her. Entering the house, he found himself in a narrow passage leading to the back stairs. Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. “I don’t see what else I could have said,” he remarked. It is safe. To compare me to a starving pig.
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