Even now she could trace the outline of his shape behind the left-hand curtain. But here was new music, tender and kindly and whimsical, that first roved to and fro in the mind and then cuddled up in the heart. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. “What on earth did you expect me to do, then?” he asked. Arrived at the latter place, Jonathan, who, meanwhile, had contrived to liberate his attendants from their bonds, drew up at the Six Bells, and hiring a couple of horses, despatched his attendants in search of Jack Sheppard, while he proceeded to town.
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