"Ah!" she screamed, seeing the uplifted weapon in Sheppard's hand, "don't hurt Thames—don't, dear Jack! If you want to kill somebody, kill me, not him. "I want to speak to Edgeworth Bess myself. " With your foodle doo! "Thames Darrell has my heart alone, A noble youth, e'en you must own; And, if from him my love could stir, Jack Sheppard I should much prefer!" With his foodle doo! "Do you refuse my toast?" cried Jack, impatiently. ‘You don’t know the whole, child. "How!" exclaimed Sheppard. Who is the other?” “What other?” Her voice seemed to come from a long way off. This was in Tennessee.
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