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Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. Pitt?" "There is no mistake, Sir," rejoined the prisoner, drawing himself up, "I am Jack Sheppard. Even in her hatred, she began to realize that Sebastian’s intelligence was much greater than Gianfrancesco’s. The face that looked down upon Ann Veronica was full of amiable intention. If only he had known it, sympathy was almost entirely with him. And you, Mademoiselle Melusine, will support this claim.
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