’ Joan sniffed. A crisis had been reached, and she was almost glad it had been reached. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. Sheppard's door, they were always sufficiently on the alert to maintain their privileges, and to assist each other against the attacks of their common enemy— the sheriff's officer. Certainly I cannot kill you if you tell me to do so.
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