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Sheppard was no sooner alone than she fell upon her knees by the side of the couch, and poured forth her heart in prayer. There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. And yet the moment I am safely out of the way you are content to dress yourself in my rags, to go and get yourself popular and admired and successful, all on my reputation.
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