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"Nor any one else, I suspect," answered Ireton, winking significantly. Yes, very well. “My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and
politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond
measure. “I should really like to
find somewhere to stay, if it was only for a few nights. ' Jack Sheppard's library consisted
of a few ragged and well-thumbed volumes abstracted from the tremendous
chronicles bequeathed to the world by those Froissarts and Holinsheds of crime
—the Ordinaries of Newgate. She was surprised to find how stored her mind was with impressions and
memories of him, how vividly she remembered his gestures and little things that
he had said. "Help!—help, Mr.
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