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Her aunt had summoned up an altogether too vivid picture of her father as the masterful man, overbearing, emphatic, sentimental, noisy, aimless. " The caution was scarcely uttered, when the door opened, and Jack Sheppard presented himself. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. Sheppard. " "I agree to that. But I’m thinking as how I’d best report to the major over this here shooting. ” She distantly remembered moments in childhood spent in phobic trance, when her father had told her God was punishing sinners in Hell. Lord knew why he had any interest in an impertinent girl who would certainly have spit him with that dagger! He reached into his pocket and brought it out, examining it in the increasing light as he slowly made his way back up the terrace.
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