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’ The woman shrugged helpless shoulders, looking to her husband. Anna never knew whither it had led her— sometimes she had fears. Sharples received them at the threshold, and holding his lantern towards the prisoners to acquaint himself with their features, nodded to Quilt, between whom and himself some secret understanding seemed to subsist, and then closed and barred the door. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. The performance over, he relaxed and closed his eyes. " "Ah!" exclaimed Mrs.
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