She came very near that night to resolving that she would return to her home next morning. The train, meantime, had passed Marylebone Lane, when it again paused for a moment, at Jack's request, near the door of a public-house called the City of Oxford. ” “Of how beautiful my children would be?” He finished her sentence. It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. The thought did not occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. Lights gleamed from the lower rooms, and, on a nearer approach to the building, the sound of revelry might be heard from within. “Where am I?” he muttered. Hitchings, who seem to be absolutely engrossed in one another, and a boy of about seventeen, who no sooner got here than he discovered that he wanted to see a man in the promenade and disappeared. “They never seem so at first!” he said. " "He must," exclaimed Jack, hastily; "but only let me have it till to-morrow, and if I don't entrap him in a snare from which, with all his cunning, he shall find it difficult to escape, my name's not Jack Sheppard.
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