You get the idea. She was practically an outcast, she had not even the ghost of a plan as to her future, and she had something less than five pounds in her pocket. A missing persons report was filed for Lucy within twenty-four hours of her disappearance. 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. ’ ‘Oh yes, or walked through the walls, I dare say. ” His voice conveyed studied moderation. A struggle of the most terrific kind now ensued. Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe. Sheppard, faintly.
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