. " The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. “Quite right,” she said. ” “I ought to have—all the same. "Now Sir," he added, glancing suspiciously at the applicant "your business?" "My business is to acquaint you that Jack Sheppard has escaped, Mr. “And even then—” The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment.
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