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"Help!—murder!—thieves!" screamed Mrs. I offer you my assistance on certain terms. I think we rest here until to-morrow?” There was a brief silence. Ed. At a sign from Ah Cum, official custodian of the sightseers, the polechair coolies pressed toward the left and halted. Though a thief, Jack Sheppard is a man of his word. “I expected to stay with a relation, but I found that their arrangements did not allow of it. "I have something further to tell you," pursued Winifred. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. "I'm almost afraid to state it," faltered the other; "but, may I ask whether Mr. I don't ask you to supply my place—for that is, perhaps, impossible.
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