” “I think,” Anna said, “that it was only his manner. " Jack Sheppard again sought his pistol, and was only withheld from levelling it at the thief-taker's head, by the hope that he might gather some further information respecting his mother. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. “I’m not coarse—no! But I’ve got no purity of mind—no real purity of mind. "Your hesitation convinces me he does," replied the widow. He put it carefully aside, resolved to defer the attempt till night. But she did not talk readily, and in order to say something she plunged a little, and felt she plunged. She kept pausing in her work and regarding it, and when Capes came round to her, she first put her hand in her lap and then rather awkwardly in front of him.
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