‘I ain’t done nothing wrong, I swear it. Sheppard looked fixedly at him, as if she would penetrate the gloomy depth of his soul. I was in Lancashire, at our family seat, at the time you mention. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. She chuckled.
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