"Ah!" he exclaimed, as the painting was turned towards him. Sheppard uttered a piercing scream. "The Captain has seldom much appetite," replied Blueskin, who, having disposed of the fowl, was commencing a vigorous attack upon the sirloin. "Odd's life!" cried Gay, in astonishment; "is this slight-made stripling Jack Sheppard? Why, I expected to see a man six foot high at the least, and as broad across the shoulders as our friend Figg. Jesus! They just wouldn’t let up about you after you played the violin for them. On this I am resolved.
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