He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his
clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately
kindly. "
"That, alone, ought to have prevented you from acting as you did, Jack,"
returned Thames, gravely. "My friends need not fear my return. “Next door,” said a spectacled young person of seventeen or eighteen, with an
impatient indication of the direction. Thames sprang to his feet, and half drew his sword, while Wood, removing his
spectacles to assure himself that his eyes did not deceive him, exclaimed in a
tone and with a look that betrayed the extremity of surprise—"Jack Sheppard!"
"Jack Sheppard!" echoed the maid. "I imagine I
must have a hundred rolls—all the old fellows. What the devil is
the matter, Dunster?”
“I beg your pardon, sir,” the man answered, “there is a lady here to see you. Now,
Sir, will you please to follow me?"
Mr. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the
screened windows. "I've lost my
wager. ”
“That is provokingly indefinite,” he answered, a little ruefully.
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