"
Jack Sheppard again sought his pistol, and was only withheld from levelling it at
the thief-taker's head, by the hope that he might gather some further information
respecting his mother. "Strange!" observed the Master; "I thought he'd been at my elbow all this time. She had had to do
away with many a leering foster father since she had
started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the
century. "
"If I disobey you, Sir Rowland," replied the thief-taker, "you'll thank me for it
hereafter. Not the most stringent search, conducted all
morning, turned up one solitary sheet. 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. Stanley, standing up with a
sudden geniality and rubbing his hands together. He sat in much the
same attitude, and she stood just as she had stood when he told her she could not
go to the Fadden Dance. The curve of his shoulders, the very angle of his feet, expressed relief at her
apparent obedience. She entered the kitchen. “I wonder if many people HAVE thought things out?
“Are we all just seizing hold of phrases and obeying moods?
“It wasn’t so with old-fashioned people, they knew right from wrong; they had
a clear-cut, religious faith that seemed to explain everything and give a rule for
everything.
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