CHAPTER XII. He said that his life was boring and stupid without her. Jack Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred. I heard everywhere of his enormous riches and his generosity. “Were you thinking of private apartments, a boarding-house or an hotel?” she asked. "My enemy," replied her son. In any event, I explained that no one lived here and that we’d been called in because of suspected intruders. ” “Ah!” Sir John exclaimed. No idea that you were here, though.
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