"Ay, ay," rejoined Sheppard; "he may do what he pleases,—hang me, if he thinks proper,—if you wish it. I am not sure, but I believe that he has just thought of something. "Jack!" she cried, raising her head. Had she too been flying from something and had accepted this method of escape? But what frying-pan could be equal to this fire? All this led him back to the original circle. I'm no great judge of these articles, Ma'am; but I trust to your honour not to palm off paste upon me. She was particularly charmed by his theory of friendship. I did not even know where to write and thank you.
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