The account of the discovery of Sir Rowland's murder filled Winifred with alarm; but when she learnt what had befallen Thames—how he had been stricken down by the thief-taker's bludgeon, and left for dead, she uttered a piercing scream, fainted, and would have fallen, if Jack had not caught her in his arms. Died short, I suppose, and the girls had to shift for themselves. ‘Suppose you don’t know what sort of proof she was after?’ he asked. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls. Her eyes where glassy and shining. ‘Because you are a bête, and a pig, and imbecile.
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