"Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest. There were a few loose, broken fragments of rock to reckon with upon the ledges, and one place where hands did as much work as toes. Until he felt a sharpness digging into his coat at the point of his heart. "It is Sheppard—Jack Sheppard—stop him!" And his shouts were reiterated by the pack of bloodhounds at his heels.
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