I did not lay any traps for her. It's precisely the same thing to me to bid my janizaries cut Thames Darrell's throat, as to order Jack Sheppard's execution. His face clouded with anger. And I have made such arrangements that at my decease tardy justice will be done my injured nephew. It’s my choice, Lucy. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. “I believe that you are right,” he said softly. Then to the Feathers, in Drury Lane. She gently placed the car back upon the ground. ’ Jack blinked. They had heard nothing, seen nothing. ” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared.
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