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There was no response. “If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time. At length, about an hour before dawn on the second day—Sunday—having spent the early part of the night in watching at the gates of the robbers' sanctuary, and being almost exhausted from want of rest, she set out homewards. “Is that you, Nigel?” she asked. I'm glad to recognise you. Her sense followed the shoulders under his coat, down to where his flexible, sensitive-looking hand rested lightly upon the table. As they neared the house, Jack Sheppard, who led the way, halted and addressed his companion in a low voice:— "I don't half like this job, Blueskin," he said; "it always went against the grain. She hated the manor.
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