” “Thank you. Maggot, laughing. Tell me, Sir," she added, with forced calmness, and grasping Wood's arm; "what has Jack done? Tell me in a word, that I may know the worst. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him. ‘Lord, no! I’ve a better regard for my skin, I thank you. "I shan't sleep a wink while Jack Sheppard's in the house.
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