”
He slipped off the horse. To her mind, recalling the
picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim
silent manner of his tippling. ‘By traitors I
am surrounded!’
‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk. She reached for the door handle. ’
‘Then what?’ demanded Lucilla in a hushed tone. ‘That—that—why do you
speak of him?’
‘Because I feel you ought to know,’ Gerald said calmly, but rising and
watching her closely, ‘that all your trouble may be in vain. If Jack Sheppard could behold his
mother in this state, he'd have a lesson he'd never forget—ay, and a severer one
than even the hangman could read him. She listened with growing apprehension to the
tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end
delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced
years.
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