“What can you do?” she asked. ‘His wife? Pah!’ ‘You’re saying she is not his wife?’ ‘I am saying nothing. Jack Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred. " "Ay, ay," cried the jailers, laughing. In a flash, Melusine had jumped forward and clamped it to the floor with one booted foot. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. She stood up before him, smiling faintly. She thought of them as fools, but had been sorry to see them go. But I’m going to-day. I've watched this lad—this Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose. It towered up high above the level of the pass, thousands of feet, still, shining, and white, and below, thousands of feet below, was a floor of little woolly clouds.
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