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” “Well, why not?” Lady Lescelles asked, smiling. "Is this Misther Wudd's, my pretty miss?" demanded the rough voice of the Irish watchman. Sheppard, passing her hands over his face, and gazing at him with a look that made him shudder. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. There was a young lad ahead of her. “She will take her risk,” she answered.
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