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His face was downcast. "And now," cried Jack, leaping up, "for an achievement, compared with which all I have yet done shall be as nothing!" CHAPTER XVII. " "Well, that's a hopeful sign. "Stay!" said Jonathan, aiding his descent; "you had better take my lantern. How Jack Sheppard's Portrait was painted 385 XVII. He not only failed in making any impression, but seemed to increase the difficulties, for after an hour's toil he had broken the nail and slightly bent the iron bar. She would not sleep for fear of losing a moment of that sense of his proximity.
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