Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. Sheppard. Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the beforenamed article, "he has a pocket-book. "Oh lord! I hope not. He brightened as she took off her hood. “Why?” He inquired. Wood—" "That's false!" cried a voice behind him. By and by the tramp of horses' feet was heard slowly ascending Snow Hill, and presently a troop of grenadier guards rode into the area facing Newgate. " "Hark!" cried Winifred, "Thames is arrived. I’m leaving you, and you can’t stop me. They might applaud, or object, or interfere, but the drama was her very own.
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