" "I fancied I heard voices," rejoined Sir Rowland. Wood scarcely knew where he was. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. When they reached her rooms she stepped lightly out upon the pavement. net Transcribers Note: Obvious typesetter errors from the original corrected in this etext. " There was another pause. " "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. “You are an impostor. " "Not necessarily.
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