The last Meeting between Jack Sheppard and his Mother. Sheppard, relieved by their departure, and giving way to a passionate flood of tears; "were it not for my child, I should wish to be in the place of that unfortunate lady. I do not command the services of a person who will not tell me why he offers them. He occupied one of the smaller houses near the station. She wished her father and aunt would not enjoy their dinner with such quiet determination. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. ‘Yes, tell us everything at once,’ instructed Lucilla, pushing him towards the sofa she had vacated, and obliging him to sit beside her. Your attitude to me—” He fell into a brown study.
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