The body of Jack Sheppard, meanwhile, was borne along by that tremendous host, which rose and fell like the waves of the ocean, until it approached the termination of the Edgeware Road. "But what, may I ask, arouses the thought?" The doctor was in high good humour. "I do," replied Kneebone. Luck. I was afraid of being talked about. One might have said that these trees grieved for their native soil; and, grieving, refused to bear.
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