Brendon and Courtlaw who had been watching for her, met her at the door. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. ’ Mrs Sindlesham’s alert glance found his. Still, here we are in this dingy, foggy city. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. I don't threaten idly, as you know.
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