‘Did you see the man?’ Gerald asked. "By my soul," said the sexton, "that's as like Jack Sheppard as any one I ever seed i' my born days. He did not write this with lead but with his heart's blood. " "Pshaw!" cried Thames. “It’s magnificent!” He leaned back and regarded her with his head a little on one side. “How could it not have hurt?” His analytical side started putting in overtime. But here was a girl—she must be a girl, since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably and cleverly. ‘Doesn’t she, Gerald?’ Gerald held up his hands. ” His eyes were squeezed shut.
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