He had not proceeded far when
he was alarmed by the tramp of a horse, which seemed to be rapidly
approaching, and he had scarcely time to leap the hedge and conceal himself
behind a tree, when a tall man, enveloped in an ample cloak, with his hat pulled
over his brows, rode by at full speed. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of
forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant
inspection, worried her. The sound of her flying feet brought Gerald leaping for the door. "I will," answered the prisoner. Applying his ear to the keyhole, Jack
listened, but could detect no sound. Then enter Mr. Sheppard. There were dark
rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears.
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