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"Mr. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. “What can I do?” “Go and see her. There was a pause, while the steel grey eyes sliced at her. " He shook his head. Sheppard repressed the scream that rose to her lips, and both mother and son gazed with apprehension at the heavy figure of the thief-taker, which, viewed in the twilight, seemed dilated to twice its natural size, and appeared almost to block up the window. His hand went with an almost instinctive inquiry to his jawbone again.
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