Not a star could be discerned, but, in their stead, streaks of lurid radiance, whence proceeding it was impossible to determine, shot ever and anon athwart the dusky vault, and added to the ominous and threatening appearance of the night. . "An idea has just occurred to me," said Gay, "which Jack's narrative has suggested. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. “G. "Mark me," said Jack, sternly; "I have twice broken out of this prison in spite of all your precautions. But we waste time. And when I ask you why it is you do so, you have no answer. My name is Armytage—Lord Ernest Armytage. ‘I dropped the lantern,’ Jack’s muffled voice told her. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care.
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