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‘Well?’ he uttered between heavy breaths. “It was such a surprise to see you. "Answer me one question first?" he said; "I half suspect you're Jack Sheppard. What he needed most in this hour was a bottle of American rye-whisky and a friendly American bar-keep to talk to. Dinner consisted of three courses. ‘Tee-ree-sa. Yes!" she screamed, "these are his father's features! It is—it is my son!" "Mother!" cried Thames; "are you, indeed, my mother?" "I am, indeed—my own sweet boy!" she sobbed, pressing him tenderly to her breast. Wood carved the ducks; Mr. "Did I hear you …" began McClintock. " "Curse you!" cried Jack, furiously,—"curse you!—curse you!" "Swear away, Captain," rejoined Blueskin, coolly. "Once in this chair, yer hon'r, and I'll warrant he'll not get out so aisily as Jack Sheppard did from the New Pris'n.
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