"I declare you throw me into an ague. It is that, is it not?” “No,” he answered readily. CHAPTER XXIII. "Speak out—don't be alarmed," said Wood, in a kind and encouraging tone. His was the Latin turn of thinking; he had fallen in love at thirteen, and he was still capable—he prided himself—of falling in love. ” The strain in her face was visible as she tried to remember. "Spare him!" cried Mrs, Sheppard, who fancied she had made some impression on the obdurate breast of the thief-taker,—"spare him! and I will forgive you, will thank you, bless you. In his condition the boy apparently had been as safe as in the lock-up. She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife. “You must play for us again sometime. .
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