" Amazed at the boy's assurance, Wood left off boxing his ears for a moment, and, looking at him steadfastly, said in a grave tone, "Jack, Jack, you'll come to be hanged!" "Better be hanged than hen-pecked," retorted the lad with a malicious grin. Lucy did not move, but instead stared straight forward, her eyes focused on the desk where the presiding teacher on duty was supposed to be. ’ ‘No, no, go and fetch the men to the house. Her girl, Clarice, was ten and just as pretty as a silver bell. I forget. Jack Sheppard is to me what Thames Darrell is to you—an object of hatred. But it was otherwise with the carpenter. ’ Then she frowned. Me, you may have. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. Would you like me to take one for you?\" \"Nah.
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