"My name is Darrell," said the fugitive hastily. "What's that you're saying about Jack Sheppard?" she cried. On the death of his royal patron, he resolved to return to his own country; and, after various delays, which had postponed it to the present time, he had succeeded in accomplishing his object. So the talk went on. I was in the front row, and I fancied she smiled at me. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. He flung aside all his talk of help and disinterested friendship as though it had never been even a disguise between them, as though from the first it was no more than a fancy dress they had put quite understandingly upon their relationship.
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