Sheppard looked fixedly at him, as if she would penetrate the gloomy depth of his soul. "You are arrested for high treason," rejoined Wild, presenting a pistol at his head, while he drew forth a parchment,—"here is my warrant. “I think you are getting to understand me better. ’ ‘How do I know that?’ demanded Jack. ” The detective nodded. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. It was after all a momentary affair. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. ” “No.
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