"Is this Jack Sheppard? Oh, la! I'm undone! We shall all have our throats cut! Oh! oh!" And she rushed, screaming, into the passage where she fell down in a fit. I tell you that I love you, Anna, and I believe that you love me. Hearing the distant shouts, these fellows rushed down to the entrance of the court, and arrived there just as Jack passed it. The latter has, since, been induced to unite herself to Sir Cecil, on terms originating with her brother, and which, however strange and unprecedented, were acquiesced in by the suitor. She was gathering quite a crowd in her newfound popularity, and the phenomenon was so apparent she could almost form her own harem of young boys. Her old nurse’s hands returned the pressure. Over an old crazy bedstead was thrown a squalid, patchwork counterpane; and upon the counterpane lay a black hood and scarf, a pair of bodice of the cumbrous form in vogue at the beginning of the last century, and some other articles of female attire. Anna picked up an ancient magazine, and began to turn over the pages in a leisurely way.
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