"Have a little patience, Sir," rejoined the jailer. He was followed, more leisurely, by the prisoners; and, during their ascent, Jack Sheppard made a second attempt to escape by ducking suddenly down, and endeavouring to pass under his conductor's legs. It would have been the right idea, had Ruth been other than what she was. Jack had got into one of the pens at the north side of the chapel. He was not in love with her en désespoir which, he said, was necessary if a man would marry without getting a dowry from his wife. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. I wrote three letters yesterday and tore them up. Did you ever go by any other names, ma’am?” “Yes.
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