He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. “It’s bound to be all right,” she said. Perhaps it was just as well there was no inherited memory. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. She would take this one back with her. It stunned her. ‘Think it’s worth getting some sort of light and following her down there?’ asked Roding. She felt she was now near her boy, and, nothing doubting her ability to rescue him from his perilous situation, she breathed a fervent prayer for his deliverance; and bending her steps towards the tavern in question, revolved within her mind as she walked along the best means of accomplishing her purpose. ’ A little sigh escaped her.
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