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" "Could I credit your wild story, I might do so," returned Thames, with a look of perplexity. As Jack departed, a dark figure, emerging from behind a wall, rushed after him. Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail. " "Marriage and hanging go by destiny," observed Wood, after a pause; "but I trust your child is reserved for a better fate than either, Mrs. ” Anna laid down her serviette.
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