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"Spare him!" cried Mrs, Sheppard, who fancied she had made some impression on the obdurate breast of the thief-taker,—"spare him! and I will forgive you, will thank you, bless you. It was the girl. "Stop him!" shouted Jonathan from the stair-head, "stop him! It's Jack Sheppard!" "Give way!" cried Jack fiercely. Any financial return was inconsiderable against the promise of this psychological treat. She calmed herself, breathing deeply. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. "But never mind who, or what I am. ” “Don’t imperil my reputation before I am established,” she answered, smiling.
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