Well, I told aunt. . ’ ‘Get rid of the wench,’ Roding said brutally. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead. XII JACK SHEPPARD A Romance BY W. ‘And you!’ shrieked Melusine. Sheppard, that I fear any further anxiety might prove fatal to him. She had agonized over it for weeks.
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