I’m damaged goods. The fellow swore lustily, in a voice which Jack instantly recognised as that of Quilt Arnold, and vainly attempted to rise and draw his sword. "I cannot part with him," replied the widow, bursting into tears; "indeed, indeed, I cannot. It's fortunate we've no more Jack Sheppards, or I should stand but a poor chance. ’ He glanced at the captain. ’ Gerald raised his brows. “Good,” he said, as he watched the colour come back to her cheeks.
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