"I shan't sleep a wink while Jack Sheppard's in the house. Wood sank, submissively, into a chair, while his daughter hastened to execute her arbitrary parent's commission. Such of his features as were visible were of coarse mould. She could not bear the shame of it. It was filled with sopping lichens and green benches too slimy to sit upon. She spent a very disagreeable afternoon and evening—it was raining fast outside, and she had very unwisely left her soundest pair of boots in the boothole of her father’s house in Morningside Park—thinking over the economic situation and planning a course of action. His face was downcast.
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