"Go!" said Lady Trafford; "it is my last request. From a bi-secting street came shouting and music. He hasn't found himself, as they say. . "'Cos there's a gale a-getting up as'll perwent you, young freshwater," replied the tar. Sheppard, if you please, Ma'am," interrupted the lad; "I allow nobody to call me Jack. She decided to go out into the London afternoon again and get something to eat in an Aerated Bread shop or some such place, and perhaps find a cheap room for herself. The thought of going back!—the thought of the unknown out there!—" with a tragic gesture toward the east. "You're right Jack," he said, after a pause, during which he contemplated the picture with the most fixed attention: "this must have been my father!" "No doubt of it," answered Sheppard; "only compare it with Winny's drawing, and you'll find they're as like as two peas in a pod. .
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