The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves
from the elms and horse-chestnuts. I’m a desperate young woman. "
"Help me through at all hazards, Poll," cried Jack, straining towards the opening. "
"More blood! more blood!" cried Trenchard, passing his hand with agony across
his brow. Here a little delay occurred. “Didn’t you know he was married?” asked Miss Klegg, and was struck by a
thought that made her glance quickly at her companion. ’
‘Yes, I’m sorry about that,’ Gerald uttered in a rueful tone. I am sure
it will be good, John, and I could eat anything. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage,
with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large
wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to
receive it. In the interim, Jack advanced to the woollen-draper, and regarding him sternly,
thus addressed him:
"You have violated the laws of hospitality, Mr. Sheppard, averting her face to hide her tears. If ever
the denouement came—if ever the Hand reached him—Ruth would then
understand why he had rebuffed all her tender advances. ‘What
now?’
‘Now,’ she answered flatly, ‘you will please to tell me at once why you have
come here. She
seemed to be endowed with superhuman strength.
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