ToC Loaded with the heaviest fetters, and constantly watched by two of the jailers' assistants, who neither quitted him for a single moment, nor suffered any visitor to approach him, Jack Sheppard found all attempts to escape impracticable. He waved to her. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. She felt a cheat and a sneak to his unsuspecting retreating back. She was not allowed to bathe herself: another prisoner, with a privileged manner, washed her. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. Horrible memories of things seen beneath the microscope of the baser forms of life crawled across her mind and set her shuddering with imagined irritations. " Sheppard's name operated like magic on the crowd. “DEAR MR. Her birthday was four months away, and that, at its extremist point, might give her another five pounds.
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