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She took Mr. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. And, if ever I'm brought to the gallows, I shall lay my death at her door. “You needn’t be anxious about that! I shall contrive to live. She—She can snub him. "Spare him!" cried Mrs, Sheppard, who fancied she had made some impression on the obdurate breast of the thief-taker,—"spare him! and I will forgive you, will thank you, bless you. . You called yourself a murderess. Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived. Come in! Come in, do.
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