Such was his fury, that if he had not been restrained by the presence of the two turnkeys, he might perhaps have anticipated the course of justice, by laying violent hands upon his victim. It could not be she who had done this. Gradually McClintock shifted the burden to Spurlock's shoulders and retired among his books and music rolls. "Jack Sheppard," returned the boy, fixing his eyes upon a portrait of the Earl of Mar. Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to the woman’s cheeks. But still you have told me of my real mother when I thought it was Suzanne Valade. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face.
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