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He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the
responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be,
ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her
life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and
perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations. It’s—Mrs. Do you want
to kill us both? Stop the thing. But your cracked skull is by no
means a pleasing spectacle. ‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what
I say—if it ain’t a ghost. “I believe that you are right,” he said softly. To go to him, to console him! But she stirred not from her hiding
place. Thames sprang to his feet, and half drew his sword, while Wood, removing his
spectacles to assure himself that his eyes did not deceive him, exclaimed in a
tone and with a look that betrayed the extremity of surprise—"Jack Sheppard!"
"Jack Sheppard!" echoed the maid. Here was a poor half-naked
creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand,
seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. I had done the most compromising things, and behaved
in the most ridiculous way.
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