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Jack Kimble nodded eagerly. She did not know herself. ” Annabel pulled up her veil. "Jack!" she cried, raising her head. How could he have betrayed her so cruelly? How could he lie and claim her as dead? Sebastian studied her carefully as she refused to cry and became like a pillar of stone. Beneath two tall elms, whose boughs completely overshadowed the roof, stood Mr. How Jack Sheppard's Portrait was painted 385 XVII. "Ja," replied the skipper. McClintock was amused. The aspect of the place, so far as he could discern through the gloom, was strange to him; but chancing to raise his eyes above the level of the surrounding habitations, he beheld, relieved against the sombre sky, the tall steeple of Saint Giles's church, the precursor of the present structure, which was not erected till some fifteen years later.
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