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The pavement had been hastily picked up, and heaped across the end of the street, upon which planks, barrels, and other barricades, were laid. “A girl needs her mother most exactly when she thinks she doesn’t. ” He shook his head. The very sight of these impediments, would have appalled a less courageous spirit than Sheppard's—but nothing could daunt him. He sent a speculative glance at the immobile yellow face. He then barred and double-locked the door, took out the key, (a precautionary measure which, with a grim smile, he said he never omitted,) thrust it into his vest, and motioning the couple to follow him, led the way to the inner room. Come down, I say, instantly, or I'll make you. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. “I have had a trying evening and I need rest. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. Yet here you are, and at precisely the right moment, too. Enough's as good as a feast of the dainties you provide. "While I live you are safe," rejoined Trenchard; "after my death I can answer for nothing. ” He shook his head, and threw open the door of a great dimly-lit apartment on the ground floor. The girl, with a little moan, crossed the room and threw open the window.
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