’
‘I have English a little,’ the girl offered, her voice shaking as she essayed a
smile and sank into a curtsy. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would
call it in America. Her pat answer to all inquiries was,
“I let my sister Shari make me over,” while she kept from
staring at her own reflection in the shiny shoes past her
bare knees. "
"That child may be the means of saving me," muttered the stranger, as if struck
by a new idea: "I shall gain time by the expedient. He was now within a foot of the bar, and introducing
himself into the hole, speedily worked his way to it. ’
Exasperated, Gerald glared at her. It's a long time since we met, eight years and
more. ‘Aye, sir. Some rustic hand had written upon the door "JACK
SHEPPARD'S CAGE;" and upon the wall was affixed a large placard describing
his person, and offering a reward for his capture. “You are very kind,” she said hesitatingly, “but I don’t remember—I don’t think
that I know you, do I?”
“I am afraid that you do not,” he admitted, with a smile which he meant to be
encouraging. ‘I do not understand you. “I thought you were coming right across the Park. But your cracked skull is by no
means a pleasing spectacle. And girls and women, perhaps, are different. For although I must
confess it reads very much like an application or a testimonial or some such
thing as that, I can assure you I am writing this in fear and trembling with a
sinking heart.
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