Some rustic hand had written upon the door "JACK SHEPPARD'S CAGE;" and upon the wall was affixed a large placard describing his person, and offering a reward for his capture. There was nothing left now of the selfassured, prosperous man of affairs. “I wonder,” she murmured to herself, “if this is the beginning. They were things I had meant very much to talk to you about, so that I went home vexed and disappointed, and only relieved myself a little by writing a few verses. The moon had arisen, and everything could be as plainly distinguished as during the day. “I have the right to be here. The odd creak was not to be avoided in an old house such as this. Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise. ” “How?” “Well—a little clumsily. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. She is my only family. “You were there, were you?” He laughed a little impatiently. Jackson, I could almost fancy we had met before.
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