"At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by whom he was brought up. He was brooding over her, she could sense it, and the shadowy circles around his lovely dark eyes bespoke a terrible ongoing insomnia. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. As this gentleman was going away, he said to Jack in a jesting manner, 'that he should be glad to see him to-night at supper. " "Two can play at that game, my blood," replied Sheppard, rising, and putting himself into a posture of defence. “One can’t tell. Uttering a terrible imprecation, Jonathan snatched up the link, and hastily descended the stairs, leaving the Jew behind him.
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