" "I know it," replied Sheppard, "and therefore I spare your life. "What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. His tone changed, becoming a little more moderate. She was tired, hungry—and thus somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. “Alone, dear?” “Yes, aunt.
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