‘Let her go. Taber is the name. There was a young lad ahead of her. Sheppard, clasping him with a hand that burnt with fever, "I have been ill—dreadfully ill—I believe delirious—I thought I should have died last night—I won't tell you what agony you have caused me—I won't reproach you. ‘What mischief?’ ‘I don’t know, but I’ll go bail you’re at something. I do not wish for you to see me feed.
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