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Mother and Son XI. The sun shined weakly through brief pinpricks 90 in the thick cloud cover, the weather was brewing a storm. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all this, I suppose. "Stop him!" shouted Jonathan from the stair-head, "stop him! It's Jack Sheppard!" "Give way!" cried Jack fiercely. “A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough. Mom, this is Lucy Albert from school. The militia were in already. ‘Or flew in by balloon, perhaps. I should only disappoint you terribly some day. The estates must, ere long, revert to Sir Rowland. " "I don't require it," returned Sheppard. That’s my opinion, if you ask me.
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