" "He must," exclaimed Jack, hastily; "but only let me have it till to-morrow, and if I don't entrap him in a snare from which, with all his cunning, he shall find it difficult to escape, my name's not Jack Sheppard. He tired of his popcorn and placed it under his seat. Everything was very neat; it had evidently been straightened up and kept for her. And as for not knowing me, you abominable little liar, you’re perfectly aware that we met at Remenham House. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. I am betrothed to Captain Roding, which is why you can’t have him, you see. "Here!" shrieked Lady Trafford.
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