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Jack Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred. ‘She won’t like it,’ prophesied the captain gloomily. ” The girl on the lounge drew a long sobbing breath. She was new, unlike any other woman he had met in all his wide travel. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame? Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform. She was particularly charmed by his theory of friendship.
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