If Winifred remained silent, her looks would have disarmed a person of less assurance than the woollen-draper. While Jonathan was conversing with Austin, from whom he took care to conceal the fact of his having seen Sheppard since his escape, Ireton entered the Lodge. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. She had arranged for a supper of tea, a boiled egg, and some tinned peaches. “You Mr.
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