Return, I implore of you, to your master,—to Mr. The guineas are not for serving your mistress. The woman shrugged her shoulders. Disappointment flickered in Gerald’s chest, and he did not hesitate to speak his
mind, unable to help a reproachful note. “Never mind the bill,” said Manning tragically, standing up
and thrusting a four-shilling piece into her hand, and turning a broad back on her
astonishment. From this sorrowful state he was aroused by a loud derisive whistle, followed by
a still louder laugh; and, looking up, he beheld the impudent countenance of Jack
Sheppard immediately before him. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands
frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a
dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. Who is she, I say?”
“My sister!” Annabel faltered. Like the Castle, which it
resembled in all respects except that it was destitute even of a barrack-bedstead,
the Red Room was reserved for state-prisoners, and had not been occupied since
the year 1716, when the jail, as has before been mentioned, was crowded by the
Preston rebels. I’ve wanted you—always.
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