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‘Now then, girl. Ruth was at that stage where the absorption of facts is great, but where the mental digestion is not quite equal to the task. Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging. "Jack Sheppard's face is well worth preserving. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage, with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to receive it. "Is your father alive?" "No," returned Thames; "he was assassinated while I was an infant. ‘There’s a surgeon on his way, and my men are under orders to do whatever is needful.
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