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Her eyebrows, pulled down by the stress of thought, now resumed their normal arches; and pleased with her discovery, she smiled. You’ve got me. . I didn’t allow myself to see things as they were in those days; now I do. . The entrance was barred against them; and they had the additional mortification of hearing Sheppard's loud laughter at their discomfiture. Some rustic hand had written upon the door "JACK SHEPPARD'S CAGE;" and upon the wall was affixed a large placard describing his person, and offering a reward for his capture. Evidently in the flower of his age, he was scarcely less remarkable for symmetry of person than for comeliness of feature; and, though his attire was plain and unpretending, it was such as could be worn only by one belonging to the higher ranks of society. She was a trained being—trained by an implacable mother to one end.
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