Sheppard, hastily; "is that the name?" "Ay, ay, now I look again it is Trenchard. " "Never mind," said the old sailor, taking up a piece of blazing coal with the tongs, and applying it to his pipe; "let 'em try. Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard. ‘Can’t you trust me a little?’ His touch sent shivers running through her, but Melusine did not withdraw her hand. ' It is signed JACK SHEPPARD. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. Sheppard, pressing her hand to her temples. He had let go his name so easily as that! What was the name she had given? Ruth something; he could not remember. Through all this flutter of novelty there came and went a solicitous, preoccupied, almost depressed figure. The three young men exchanged expressive glances. "Get ready the irons, Caliban. Nasty, damp passages.
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