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‘Still—here? Wasting your—time. ” He left off abruptly. 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. "Jonathan has threatened to do her some mischief. Upon this young fellow's face there were no wrinkles, only shadows, in the hollows of the cheeks and under the eyes. His chin was angular and his lips were 16 small, his mouth tiny and refined. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. "She has no secrets from me.
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