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Ann Veronica listened with her eyes on the fire. Such was the terror inspired by Wild's vindictive character, that few durst face
him who had given him cause for displeasure. “You remind me of a little blue stone I had once. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where
still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the
Wastrel's passage. All the party were greatly interested by Sheppard's history—
especially Figg, who laughed loud and long at the escape from the Condemned
Hold. Goopes, she was sure was always high-browed and slow and
Socratic. Help—should she need it—from the natives was out of
the question. net
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"If you don't get back quickly, Lucy," observed a bystander, "Jack Sheppard will
be in the house before you. "
"Allow me to offer you a glass of usquebaugh, my dear," said Kneebone, turning
from him, and regarding Edgeworth Bess with a stare so impertinent, that even
that not over-delicate young lady summoned up a blush.
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