The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. “There, there, now. There were shadows under his eyes. "Jack Sheppard had a visitor, I understand, yesterday, and may make an attempt to escape. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. ’ Jack Kimble took a deep breath. Listening at one of the doors leading to the Master Debtors' side, he heard a loud voice chanting a Bacchanalian melody, and the boisterous laughter that accompanied the song, convinced him that no suspicion was entertained in this quarter. Yours?" The stranger hesitated.
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