That night, she hunted the alleyways of the old town. She surveyed accommodation that seemed at first merely austere, and became more and more manifestly inadequate as the moments fled by. A fever of shame ran through her being. He pulled rein at the sight of her, saluted, and regarded her with his rather too protuberant eyes. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. This, then, was the cause of the widow's wild inexplicable look,—of her sudden shriek! Explaining his suspicious in a whisper to Jack's captor, who proved to be a church-warden and a constable, by name John Dump,—Mr. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. " "And have my escapes really made so much noise as to reach the ear of royalty?" mused Jack.
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