The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. "Your enemy!" she returned imperfectly comprehending him. The beautiful gowns and the flashing bare shoulders and arms of the women had disturbed and distressed her. She located her foster family. There was a third lady among the younger set. If Jack Sheppard could behold his mother in this state, he'd have a lesson he'd never forget—ay, and a severer one than even the hangman could read him. An ancient smile lay on his lips.
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