"Close the wicket, Austin," vociferated Ireton, in an authoritative tone. These were the Master's body-guard. Some rustic hand had written upon the door "JACK SHEPPARD'S CAGE;" and upon the wall was affixed a large placard describing his person, and offering a reward for his capture. "Tell Mr. ’ Melusine giggled. He said simply that he wanted her to live at home. The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life.
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