I was sitting up, lamenting your
departure, dear Thames, when, hearing an odd noise, I went to the landing, and,
by the light of a dark lantern, saw Jack Sheppard, stealing up stairs, followed by
two men with crape on their faces. You truly are your mother’s, Lucia. "Shall I never banish those horrible phantoms from my couch—the
father with his bleeding breast and dripping hair!—the mother with her wringing
hands and looks of vengeance and reproach!—And must another be added to
their number—their son! Horror!—let me be spared this new crime! And yet the
gibbet—my name tarnished—my escutcheon blotted by the hangman!—No, I
cannot submit to that. “It is positively no use, Anna,” she declared, appealingly. “Really, daddy, I am sorry for all I have done to put you out. "
"I've had the hard work to do, at all events," rejoined Jack, "But I won't
complain. "I'm sure he won't attempt to prevent me," rejoined Thames.
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