"I understand," replied Rowland. ’
‘What are you about now, child?’ demanded Martha apprehensively. "
"Your husband?"
"No. “Well, hello there. He bowed over her hand,
venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. She could
almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon
verbena with the memory of the story. Half an hour afterwards the body of Jack was carefully examined. But I'll take care of her bill, if worst comes to worst. ”
He paused, with his eyes studying her gravely. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called
Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from
Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel,
skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint
George's Fields.
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