"Ay, ay," rejoined Sheppard; "he may do what he pleases,—hang me, if he thinks proper,—if you wish it. Before midnight, I'll answer for it, it shall be done. “If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time. ” He paused, with his eyes studying her gravely. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy.
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