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Sheppard,—"pray let me go. "I don't see how you do it, Hoddy. How Jack Sheppard was brought back to Newgate. “You’re a student, perhaps?” said the tall woman. Her teachers and mistresses had done their best to stamp her mind with an ineradicable persuasion that it was tremendously important, and on no account to be thought about. ‘Let go!’ ‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. And now her father said she must not go. The office is a sight—not one sheet of paper on another; bills and receipts everywhere.
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