‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. . There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. The doctor walked over to the bed, folded his arms across his chest and stared down into the unabashed eyes of his patient. Then she passed from the room on the arm of General Lord Charvill, chatting animatedly to him. The latter specimen, of his workmanship was adorned with a little scarecrow figure, intended to represent a housebreaking chimney-sweeper of the time, described in Sheppard's own hand-writing, as 'Jack Hall a-hanging. “Didn’t you just get over an ear infection not two weeks ago? You’re asking for another one. Wild," cried Jack, placing his hat on the right arm of the guide-post, and leaning over the board, "I've done the trick myself.
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