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The Supper at Mr. " "I've just bethought me of a crib as'll serve their turn," interposed Sharples, "at any rate, they'll be out o' the vay, and as safe as two chicks in a coop. " The object of this discussion sat motionless. "Hush!—come hither, and I'll tell you. But now that this bar is removed, I trust I may, without impropriety, urge it. "Drink your peg; don't bother about me. Thus died Jack Sheppard. At the door to the kitchen, he called out, ‘Pottiswick!’ The old man came out, shoving his chin in the air and glaring.
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