Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. ‘What am I looking for?’ ‘A miniature. I've watched this lad—this Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose. ” “I came,” Anna answered, looking her sister steadily in the face, “to hear all that you can tell me about a man named Hill. "Yes—what do you mean, Ma'am?" added Jack, staggering after her. You might even tire of me by then, you know.
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