"Why did I want it under my pillow?" he asked. “I loathe afternoon
concerts, and——”
She was really like her sister he thought, impressed for a moment by the soft
brilliancy of her smile. She rose at once with a little
exclamation, half of surprise, half of pleasure. One day it was gone. "Tell me, what did
they call you?"
"Well, the old Kanaka cook used to call me the Golden One, but the natives
called me the Dawn Pearl. Thames sprang to his feet, and half drew his sword, while Wood, removing his
spectacles to assure himself that his eyes did not deceive him, exclaimed in a
tone and with a look that betrayed the extremity of surprise—"Jack Sheppard!"
"Jack Sheppard!" echoed the maid. Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so ruddily
blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and with a minor but
by no means contemptible reputation of his own. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked
around half fearfully.
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