Mr. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. To tell you the truth, he spoke to me very seriously upon the subject. "Ay, ay," rejoined Sheppard; "he may do what he pleases,—hang me, if he thinks proper,—if you wish it. He panted for a moment with unuttered replies, and then, with a scornful gesture, got up and left the cell.
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