She felt that there was a hidden meaning under his words. "How!" exclaimed Sheppard. Her hand grasped it firmly, and she pushed herself forward. " "Thames Ditton—is that your name?" "No," replied the boy, impatiently; "Darrell—Thames Darrell. She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. "At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by whom he was brought up. There he stands. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command.
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