Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. No one spoke to her. When she tried to speak she found it difficult. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so she can’t exactly complain. This, then, was the cause of the widow's wild inexplicable look,—of her sudden shriek! Explaining his suspicious in a whisper to Jack's captor, who proved to be a church-warden and a constable, by name John Dump,—Mr. ” “They’ll find out.
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