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” “Annabel knew where I lived,” Anna continued slowly. How Jack Sheppard got rid of his Irons. He took her hands firmly in his and raised them to his lips. It is picturesquely situated beneath a tree on the high road, not far from the little hostel before mentioned, and at no great distance from the church. The watermen, who manned the larger wherry, immediately shipped their oars, grappled with the drifting skiff, and held it fast.

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