CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. "Is this Jack Sheppard? Oh, la! I'm undone! We shall all have our throats cut! Oh! oh!" And she rushed, screaming, into the passage where she fell down in a fit. I didn’t ought to have sent for him. " "Lord have mercy upon us, miserable sinners!" ejaculated Wood, as a fearful gust dashed the water over the side of the boat, deluging him with spray. As matters now stand, I'm only a thief, not a blackguard. . ‘I have Joan to tell me how much I look like Mary. .
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