She put her clothes back on, 118 lipstick smeared all over her face. Critically, she stared at her own features. Jack's recapture was speedily made known to all the officers of the jail, and the Lodge was instantly crowded. She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. She wasn’t sure of herself when she said it. “You know very well that she is selfish and pleasure-loving to the backbone. Making up a similar story to that which he had told the old woman, he said he wanted to purchase a hammer and a file. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. Until two hours ago she was as contented and as happy as a linnet. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. From none of these could Jack ascertain what had become of Thames, or learn any particulars concerning the family at Dollis Hill, or of his mother. "Jack," exclaimed the widow, starting up and drawing back the curtain. "He stands before you," rejoined her son.
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