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"What's that you're saying about Jack Sheppard?" she cried. He proposed, he wanted to possess her! He loved her. . This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. It was a mad half-hour. "I am only fit for such as him. ” He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose.
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