Nothing that I desire to remember," replied Sheppard, sternly. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. Very soon she would be able to forget it. "That's the kinchin as was to try the dub for us, ain't it?" muttered Smith to his companion as he stole a glance at Jack Sheppard. "Thank you; but I've a pocket full of water-chestnuts. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees.
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