"I shan't sleep a wink while Jack Sheppard's in the house. She offers me no explanation, permits me absolutely no hope. She would be healthy, too, and vigorous. " The Wastrel laughed. ’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please. The more haste, the worse speed—better the feet slip than the tongue. It’s no good hiding it any more.
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