How Jack Sheppard attended his Mother's Funeral 435 XXVII. " "Wretches!" screamed the lady; "don't dare to breathe your vile insinuations against me! Oh! Mr. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively. Certain it was, that the slightest sound aroused him. Her aunt leaped unhappily to the thought of penitence. The word of a Chinaman; he had given it, so he must abide.
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