"I thought I heard a noise. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. Her life hangs upon a thread, and this may snap it. They must be for your father. She was my first love. "Ay, ay," rejoined Sheppard; "he may do what he pleases,—hang me, if he thinks proper,—if you wish it. A disconcerting gray eye that had a mystifying depth. “I think she would,” she decided. Between the Jew and the attendant came Jack Sheppard; while a crowd of servants, attracted by the news, that the investigation of a robbery was going forward, lingered at the doorway in hopes of catching something of the proceedings. She had a vision of policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. “Odd!” he remarked, rather surprisingly, after a little interval. Martin came to the door, looking radiant and relieved. “For instance?” She smiled. The latter appeared to contain several papers, which Jack carefully put by, in the hope that they might turn out of importance in a scheme of vengeance which he meditated against the thief-taker. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship.
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