The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. " "Two can play at that game, my blood," replied Sheppard, rising, and putting himself into a posture of defence. Come now, I am very glad to see you again so soon, mademoiselle whatever-your-name-is. "Do you take me for a thiefcatcher, like Jonathan Wild, that you dare to affront me by such a proposal?" "No offence, Sir," rejoined the jailer, humbly. She tried to compose her thoughts, to think of the last six months, to steep herself in the calm beauty of the surroundings.
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