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"I'm your dupe no longer. He was by no means certain that she would not in fact attempt to blow off his head as she had threatened. ” “I can’t be portentous, dear, when you’re about. Uttering a few inarticulate ejaculations,—for he was completely out of breath,— the fugitive placed a bundle in the arms of the carpenter, and, regardless of the consternation he excited in the breast of that personage, who was almost stupified with astonishment, he began to divest himself of a heavy horseman's cloak, which he threw over Wood's shoulder, and, drawing his sword, seemed to listen intently for the approach of his pursuers. Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them. "Odd's life!" cried Gay, in astonishment; "is this slight-made stripling Jack Sheppard? Why, I expected to see a man six foot high at the least, and as broad across the shoulders as our friend Figg. I’ll have to wait here, of course, which means you, Hilary—’ ‘Will have to do tomorrow’s patrol. Not that it would make any difference if he was alive still. ” He faced her doggedly. “With me I believe that it is more. “I just wanted you to see that the time will come when I must leave you, and the time is coming soon.
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