" He then hurried Darrell down another short flight of steps, and entered a small chamber at the back of the house. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again. They got to go home and eat Campbell’s Chicken Soup. She stood there limply and did not act to resist him. "I have never been out of this horrible dungeon since we last met," he said; "though how long ago that is, I scarcely know. Sheppard," cried the thief-taker, as he slipped a pair of handcuffs over Jack's wrists, "for the help you have given us in capturing your son. It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. ‘Didn’t mean it, love.
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