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“How fortunate I am, Miss Pellissier! All day I have been hoping that I might run across you. But it is my fault. By this time, Jack's reputation had risen to such a height with the populace,—his exploits having become the universal theme of discourse, that the streets were almost impassable for the crowds collected to obtain a view of him. This I know, for the Valades have taught me so, and the nuns also. It did not matter in the least what name the young fellow was travelling under; all James Boyle O'Higgins wanted was the letter H. Sheppard, relieved by their departure, and giving way to a passionate flood of tears; "were it not for my child, I should wish to be in the place of that unfortunate lady. Marry, come up! I'll see who's to be obeyed. She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town.
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