. " "I declare I don't know what to do," said Wood, burned by conflicting emotions. Wild had escaped. Sheppard, in a voice of agony. "There's a young woman. Full twenty highwaymen blithe and bold, Rattled their chains in that dungeon old; Of all that number there 'scaped not one Who carved his name on the Newgate Stone. The stranger turned his head at the sound. She was sore with the perplexities of her preposterous position. Opposite to her was a sallow-visaged young man, whose small tie seemed like a smudge of obtusively shiny black across the front of a high close-drawn collar.
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