The last Meeting between Jack Sheppard and his Mother 419 XXIV. " "Oh, it's a part of the game," said McClintock. Ireton," observed the chief turnkey of Westminster Gatehouse, as he helped himself to his third glass of punch; "but I never saw one like Jack Sheppard. ‘We mean you no harm,’ he said reassuringly. Then he took me out to Monteaux, on a motor. It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone. He began to think of speeches, very firm, explicit speeches, he would make. But you must leave us now, dear Winny, Jack and I have something to settle between ourselves. Nevertheless though nearly six feet high, and correspondingly proportioned, she was a model of symmetry, and boasted, with the frame of a Thalestris or a Trulla, the regular lineaments of the Medicean Venus. He would have to probe further. About many of these houses hung a mysterious taint as of something weakly and commonly and dustily evil; the women who negotiated the rooms looked out through a friendly manner as though it was a mask, with hard, defiant eyes.
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