‘Where is there that I can go?’ All at once Alderley felt acutely suspicious. She felt she had stepped into a world of unknown usages. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. He appeared to be a stranger to the prisoner, and the sole motive of his visit, curiosity. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. The whole affair interested him deeply. This was in Texas. Jack's recapture was speedily made known to all the officers of the jail, and the Lodge was instantly crowded. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. “It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. " Animated by this trifling success, he proceeded with fresh ardour, and the rapidity of his progress was proclaimed by the heap of bricks, stones, and mortar which before long covered the floor. He stopped before her suddenly.
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