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"My sister the wife of one condemned felon! the parent of another! It cannot be. Uttering a few inarticulate ejaculations,—for he was completely out of breath,— the fugitive placed a bundle in the arms of the carpenter, and, regardless of the consternation he excited in the breast of that personage, who was almost stupified with astonishment, he began to divest himself of a heavy horseman's cloak, which he threw over Wood's shoulder, and, drawing his sword, seemed to listen intently for the approach of his pursuers. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions, incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. ‘I must get a handkerchief. “Forgive you, indeed. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. Sheppard is Constance Trenchard," replied Jonathan, maliciously. She would never, never go back. She had to resist an impulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in. ‘At last,’ he cried, ‘I have found you!’ He would listen to nothing. “Why don’t they wait?” he added. Tom Sheppard was always a close file, and would never tell whom he married. In a moment or two, Madame Valade recovered her sangfroid.

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