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How came you, Sir," he continued, addressing Sheppard, "to venture upon that frame. So absorbed was she by her passionate supplications that she was insensible to anything passing around her, until she felt a touch upon her shoulder, and heard a well-known voice breathe in her ear—"Mother!" She started at the sound as if an apparition had called her, screamed, and fell into her son's outstretched arms. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave. I don’t care what else there is in the world. She withdrew her head with a little moan, and resumed her flight. How Jack Sheppard attended his Mother's Funeral. “I will believe you.
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