“As a second job?”
“Right about five months ago when Larry fell off the
truck and we stopped seeing each other, Cathy took a
second job. Where can we sit down and talk?”
He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young
man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. Jonathan Wild brought him off. He felt her relaxation and let go of her wrists. She romanticized, imagining a life on
the High Seas. Kneebone, having been alarmed by something in the widow's
look before her feelings found vent in the manner above described, thrust his
hand instinctively into his coat in search of his pocket-book,—about the security
of which, as it contained several letters and documents implicating himself and
others in the Jacobite plot, he was, not unnaturally, solicitous,—and finding it
gone, he felt certain he had been robbed. Sheppard staggered forward. Covered
with houses, from one end to the other, this reverend and picturesque structure
presented the appearance of a street across the Thames. ‘The general himself?’
‘How shall I get my inheritance if the general will believe that pig?’
‘Do wish you wouldn’t keep on calling him a pig,’ Martha begged.
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