"You mentioned Mrs.Sheppard.What has she to with Constance Trenchard ?" "Mrs.Sheppard _is_ Constance Trenchard," replied Jonathan, maliciously.
Here Jack Sheppard was unable to repress an exclamation of astonishment.
"Again," cried Jonathan, sternly: "beware!" "What!" vociferated Trenchard.

"My sister the wife of one condemned felon! the parent of another! It cannot be." "It _is_ so, nevertheless," replied Wild.

"Stolen by a gipsy when scarcely five years old, Constance Trenchard, after various vicissitudes, was carried to London, where she lived in great poverty, with the dregs of society.

It is useless to trace out her miserable career; though I can easily do so if you require it.

To preserve herself, however, from destitution, or what she considered worse, she wedded a journeyman carpenter, named Sheppard." "Alas! that one so highly born should submit to such a degradation ?" groaned the knight.
"I see nothing surprising in it," rejoined Jonathan.