"Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest
and earnest. I don’t want to stop your singing. ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. They had been married for well over one hundred
years. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim,
stony. Very likely you will disapprove highly of what I have done—I
wonder? You may, perhaps, think I have done it just in a fit of childish petulance
because my father locked me in when I wanted to go to a ball of which he did
not approve. "I've been robbed, maltreated, and nearly
murdered by Jack Sheppard. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make
you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of
life. I've seen
many a clever cracksman, but never one like him.
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