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I've watched this lad—this Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. Yet I shall think of you to-day. Kneebone, who began to feel sleepy, wound it up, and snuffed the candles. "Neither man nor woman shall apply that term to me. I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use. He turned, expecting to see his wife. “You will have some tea?” she asked.
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