Too intent on her search, and convinced besides that she was quite alone, she had been an easy prey. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. Prepared as he was for a dreadful shock, and with his nerves strung to endure it, Jack absolutely recoiled before the appalling object that met his gaze. " "I've just bethought me of a crib as'll serve their turn," interposed Sharples, "at any rate, they'll be out o' the vay, and as safe as two chicks in a coop. Was he pleased?” “Calmly! He said—you won’t mind my telling you?” “Not a bit. If the young ladies were dowerless, which seemed likely, their attire at least—so Lucilla assured him in a whisper—was of the first stare. You only mean a secret for a little time?” “Just for a little time,” she said; “yes. You’ll never even see me again, for that 268 matter. Uttering a faint scream, she sank backwards, and would have fallen, if it had not been for the interposition of Blueskin, who, at that moment, staggered into the room with a candle in one hand, and the bottle in the other. Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of the house. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping.
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