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"Ruth?" he called. Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. “I cannot thank you, Sir John,” she said. . But she did not know what he knew, that it would always be rolling up, enlivened by suggestion, no matter how trifling. I came in by the vestry, and we will go out that way again. " "A key!" exclaimed Wood eagerly. "I was right," replied Jack, returning as coolly as if nothing had happened. Pitt?" "There is no mistake, Sir," rejoined the prisoner, drawing himself up, "I am Jack Sheppard. A question next arose whether the prisoner could be executed under the existing warrant,—some inclining to one opinion, some to another. Clearly dazed, he stared, whispering an oath.
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