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While Thames modestly expressed a hope that he might not belie the carpenter's favourable prediction, Jack Sheppard thought fit to mount a small ladder placed against the wall, and, springing with the agility of an ape upon a sort of frame, contrived to sustain short spars and blocks of timber, began to search about for a piece of wood required in the work on which he was engaged. He did it, he said, “to distract his mind. ’ *** Everett, General Lord Charvill, master of a barony stretching over a wide estate that encroached on the hundreds of Witham, Thurstable and Dengy, stood before his own fireplace, glaring at his visitors from under bushy white brows from a head held necessarily low above a back painfully bent by rheumatism. " "True, and I shan't be easy till my turn arrives. The smell that emanated from the opening was abominable. ‘You do not believe me?’ ‘I do not. Noiselessly, his booted feet stepping with careful restraint, he started forward, signalling to Roding to follow.
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