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“Nigel, Nigel,” she cried. "I should like to know where Mr. Sheppard made an effort to speak, but her voice was choked by emotion. “You’ll have to take her!” shouted an inspector on horseback, and she echoed his cry: “You’ll have to take me!” They seized upon her and lifted her, and she screamed. Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits. He became primitive, literal in his conception; the ramifications were, for the nonce, fairly relegated to limbo. As it was feared that some mischief would ensue, Wild volunteered, if he were allowed a small body of men, to ride forward to Tyburn, and keep the ground clear until the arrival of the prisoner. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding.
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