She could not say who, not yet. "Jack Sheppard's fingers are lime-twigs. Jonathan smiled contemptuously. " "Ay, here I am," said Jack, throwing off his hat and wig, and marching towards the group, amongst whom there was a general movement of surprise at his audacity. When Capes glanced up at them for a moment, Manning seemed to be holding his arms all about her, and there was nothing but quiet acquiescence in her bearing. Annabel thought, and thought again.
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