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Sheppard, a matron offered to conduct him to her cell. "'Sdeath!" cried Jonathan, staring at the breach in the wall. I have sinned deeply; but I have been sorely tried. "Is this Jack Sheppard? Oh, la! I'm undone! We shall all have our throats cut! Oh! oh!" And she rushed, screaming, into the passage where she fell down in a fit. ’ She struggled. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. "I am utterly lost. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine.
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