Sheppard, vainly trying to discover a gleam of compassion in the thief-taker's inexorable countenance,—"Mercy! mercy!" "Pshaw!" rejoined Jonathan. Hilary Roding was all soldier now, his earlier grievances laid aside. Upon this young fellow's face there were no wrinkles, only shadows, in the hollows of the cheeks and under the eyes. Jonathan mixed with the group, and, sure of his prey, abided his time. There were no evidences of any struggle, no overturned chairs or disarranged furniture. A missing persons report was filed for Lucy within twenty-four hours of her disappearance. Her voice was weak and flat.
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