“What is the good of pretending?” she said. Our men had him fast, held down in a chair. A stomacher, fastened by imitationdiamond buckles, girded that part of her person, which should have been a waist; a coral necklace encircled her throat, and a few black patches, or mouches, as they were termed, served as a foil to the bloom of her cheek and chin. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. Sheppard heaved a deep sigh, and opened her eyes, which now looked larger, blacker, and more melancholy than ever. And so I'll tell you what I did —" And she burst into a laugh that froze Jack's blood in his veins. Darkness closed in on them as the officers stepped inside the musty interior.
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