And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. A crisis of some kind was toward. Sheppard's door, they were always sufficiently on the alert to maintain their privileges, and to assist each other against the attacks of their common enemy— the sheriff's officer. Sheppard, which she gratefully declined. Their very furniture had mysteriously a high-browed quality, and Mr. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. " "Come, jump up," cried Blueskin, mounting his steed, "and I'll soon wisk you to town. . Accordingly, when she arrived at the Shovels, with which, as an old haunt in her bygone days of wretchedness she was well acquainted, instead of entering the principal apartment, which she saw at a glance was crowded with company of both sexes, she turned into a small room on the left of the bar, and, as an excuse for so doing, called for something to drink.
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