He comforted himself, however, with the certainty which he felt of capturing his prey on the Sunday. Sheppard let fall her basket. " "A novelist?" cried Ruth, thrilling. Then she spoke, with a carelessness he instantly suspected. “Any choice as to which of the Halls? You can pick and choose, you know. Such of his features as were visible were of coarse mould. Sheppard—becomes entitled to the estates; which eventually—provided he escaped the gallows—would descend to her son. His face, as he looked down where his hand sought for a weapon concealed in her petticoat, was so close that she could see only the line of his firm jaw, the drag of his powdered hair that drew it into the military pigtail, and the black ribbon that adorned it.
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