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” He stepped back as though he had received a blow. It was equally as beautiful but not quite so fine as the daughter's. Hot coffee and cakes were sent in to them in the morning by some intelligent sympathizer, or she would have starved all day. ” “No, I don’t. "I have not trusted you. XII JACK SHEPPARD A Romance BY W. Besides, the sun had gone in and it looked like rain. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. The beautiful gowns and the flashing bare shoulders and arms of the women had disturbed and distressed her.
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