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Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. Well, one must hope, that was all. " On the appearance of his visitors, Sheppard arose,—his gyves clanking heavily as he made the movement,—and folding his arms, so far as his manacles would permit him, upon his breast, steadily returned the glances fixed upon him. How Jack Sheppard was again captured. And listen, John. " "Has Jonathan Wild been here to-day?" asked Mrs. "Well, Sir?" gasped Sir Rowland. White calls them. His face clouded with anger.
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