Madame Valade was looking heartily bored, he noted, as his searching eyes found out the couple. ‘As I have said, it was a quarrel between the vicomte and Monsieur Charvill. "You have both," replied Wood, fervently. ’ His brows rose. Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. Turning quickly round, in the hope of discovering the thief, he was no less surprised than distressed—for in spite of his faults, the woollen-draper was a good-natured fellow—to perceive Jack Sheppard in custody. She had called the police on them anonymously. Darkness closed in on them as the officers stepped inside the musty interior. He cherished her. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. "No!" she cried. “Turned out to be an impostor, too. “The ones Cariolus did for me. Perhaps you will now explain the alarm.
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