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She shrugged her shoulders. While he was thus standing, the flames of his house, which made the whole street as light as day, and ruddily illumined the faces of the mob below, betrayed him to them, and he was speedily driven from his position by a shower of stones and other missiles. Telling the porter that he would attend to the house himself, he bade him go in search of Jack Sheppard. 3, the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation, the owner of the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark, and any other party distributing a Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work under this agreement, disclaim all liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including legal fees. "But you mustn't indulge these gloomy thoughts. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child.
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