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“We must go. 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. She sat on the edge of the bed —the wardress was too busy with the flood of arrivals that day to discover that she had it down—and her skin was shivering from the contact of these garments. "After him," cried Wild; "he mustn't escape. "I feel guilty, going away and leaving that ignorant child; but our days have been so planned that we dare not change the schedule. CHAPTER XII. They sold him the whisky. Annabel, I was lying.
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