Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. "Answer me one question first?" he said; "I half suspect you're Jack Sheppard. "Rowland, your violence is killing me," she returned, in a plaintive tone. It does sound a little horrid to talk so much about oneself and to have views. .
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