" "Is this true, Sir?" cried Mrs. . "I don't think he would," acquiesced the carpenter. ’ While he trod a deliberate path through the pink saloon towards the door, Gerald encouraged a flow of harmless chatter about the people Madame had met and the parties she had attended. Then I came to London and tried almost everything—all failures. This horrible piece of deformity, who acted as drawer and cellarman, and was a constant butt to the small wits of the jail, was nicknamed the Black Dog of Newgate. Mrs Sindlesham raised her brows. Her hand came up and she laced her fingers with his. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. Jack's recapture was speedily made known to all the officers of the jail, and the Lodge was instantly crowded. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. If ever the denouement came—if ever the Hand reached him—Ruth would then understand why he had rebuffed all her tender advances. Their subsequent conversation is outside the scope of our story.
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