"It's better," observed Sheppard, meaningly. " "Jacobite!" echoed Mrs. But Sheppard took no notice of the exclamation. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. But I'm not worrying about that. How Jack Sheppard attended his Mother's Funeral 435 XXVII.
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