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“Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. If ever he requires my services, he shall find I'm not ungrateful. Sheila McCloskey was the real neighborhood watch. Kneebone's. She had just this moment past told him that Monsieur Valade came to her after the tragedy, to the convent, from where he married her and brought her to England. Voilà tout. It's fortunate we've no more Jack Sheppards, or I should stand but a poor chance. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. They heard voices inside but stood for a full thirty seconds looking at each other. But this child! … It's a damnable business!" "I shall defend her and protect her with every drop of blood in my body!" replied the Flagellant.
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