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Thus died Jack Sheppard. I suppose this is the sort of damned rubbish—” “Oh! Ssh, Peter!” cried Miss Stanley. His hand shook so violently that he dropped the handkerchief; and he let it lie on the floor because he dared not stoop. I know you.
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