But at this point he was still subservient, still outwardly humble, in spite of the blackhearted villainy that was even then burgeoning in his breast. He laid her on their old bed and kissed her from head to toe. "Odd's life!" cried Gay, in astonishment; "is this slight-made stripling Jack Sheppard? Why, I expected to see a man six foot high at the least, and as broad across the shoulders as our friend Figg. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. Kneebone and Mr.
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