You must know, Sir, when he was a lad, the day after he
broke into his master's house in Wych Street, he picked a gentleman's pocket in
our church, during sarvice time,—that he did, the heathen. Hitherto, no visiters had been permitted to see him. ‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’
‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. "
The answer to this request was a "smack" of a very different description,
bestowed upon Sheppard's outstretched face by the little damsel, as she ran out
of the room. “Of course,” she said diffidently, “this is a boarding-house, although we never
take in promiscuous travellers. And a time will come, Veronica, mark my
words, a time will come when you will bless me for my firmness to-night. Her aunt was a long time before she answered.
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