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Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail. Wood, with a candle in his hand, which Jack instantly blew out, and darted down stairs. "The Wastrel seemed to take it all right. “Please, stay a while longer.
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