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" "Well, we shall see," replied Jack. You are nothing of the sort. Save us!" he cried, as his glance accidentally alighted on the drawing, which Winifred had dropped in her agitation. Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. "There's no outlet that way. "Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences. It's fortunate we've no more Jack Sheppards, or I should stand but a poor chance. You will be—my wife. "Well, Jack," said the prize-fighter, in a rough, but friendly voice, and with a cutand-thrust abrupt manner peculiar to himself; "how are you, lad, eh? Sorry to see you here. .
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