As he pocketed it, her open palm reached out and slapped his cheek. ’ ‘Pray don’t,’ begged Mrs Sindlesham, one eye on the general’s embattled features. Sir James Thornhill, then, rose. His name was Bartolomeo di Alberti. ToC Tyburn was now at hand. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. In Darrell's open features, frankness and honour were written in legible characters; while, in Jack's physiognomy, cunning and knavery were as strongly imprinted.
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