Wood hadn't struck me. My first visit will be to you. “You were there, were you?” He laughed a little impatiently. Her gaze flickered down to his pistol. All the village was assembled in the churchyard. She took her hat from the peg in the corner and began to put it on. Some rustic hand had written upon the door "JACK SHEPPARD'S CAGE;" and upon the wall was affixed a large placard describing his person, and offering a reward for his capture. ‘I dare say the best plan will be for me to bring her to see you, after all.
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