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" "I am one-and-twenty," observed Jack. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. “Whither away?” he said, very distinctly in a curiously wheedling voice. " "Indeed!—who is it?" "Jack Sheppard. Here it is. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. You couldn’t help it. " CHAPTER XI. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary. Clergymen were human.
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