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I've watched this lad—this Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose. John’s father brought down a violin from a high closet shelf. With trembling fingers she opened the post-bag. To-night they say he will be conscious. If not, keep up your spirits. ‘In that case, he is probably already dead, and you have nothing to worry about. His ideas about girls and women were of a sentimental and modest quality; they were creatures, he thought, either too bad for a modern vocabulary, and then frequently most undesirably desirable, or too pure and good for life. Jack was so harrassed that he felt half inclined to stand at bay.
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