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But I will go. “I want to speak to you about a little thing, Vee,” said Mr. Sheppard; "he swears to save you. Nothing is of any concern of ours except the discovery of the man’s identity. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. Courtlaw for his true verdict, and he gave it me. "My portrait!" echoed Jack. Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. I have done from the first moment I saw you. Purney, the ordinary, who had latterly conceived a great regard for Jack, addressed him in a discourse, which, while it tended to keep alive his feelings of penitence, was calculated to afford him much consolation. "Good-bye, young man; and good luck.
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