She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. ToC Loaded with the heaviest fetters, and constantly watched by two of the jailers' assistants, who neither quitted him for a single moment, nor suffered any visitor to approach him, Jack Sheppard found all attempts to escape impracticable. Lucy tried not to notice the starched smell, overpowering and powdery. " "Surely, you haven't stolen it?" "Stolen's an awkward word. ‘He prayeth best who loveth best—all things both great and small. What you said wanted saying. This I know, for the Valades have taught me so, and the nuns also.
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