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"Where am I to take it to?" asked Sheppard. But whatever she may have said was lost as Gerald pinned her to the wall, the point of the sword at her throat. The detective reckoned that his quarry would be up in ten days more. Sheppard, with a vehemence that shook even the hardened wretch beside her, "begone, and tempt me not. He too looked at the girl, slackened his pace and looked at her again through his eye-glasses, looked over his shoulder after he had passed, and finally came to a dead stop. The only departure which he made from the fashion of the period, was in respect to the peruke—an article he could never be induced to wear. Manning regarded her thoughtfully for a moment and stroked his mustache. “Yes, but I act older than I look.
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