She tucked her stick under her arm and re-read Manning’s letter. "By my soul," said the sexton, "that's as like Jack Sheppard as any one I ever seed i' my born days. " Upon this he arose, and paced the room hastily backwards and forwards, as if further arranging his plans.
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