Sheppard trembled violently; and though she understood his meaning too well, she answered,—"I can't guess. If Jack Sheppard or his mother ever enter this house again, I leave it—that's all. " "Ja—ja," returned the Hollander. Her father was holding her waist, smiling. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another.
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