"Spare him!" cried Mrs, Sheppard, who fancied she had made some impression on the obdurate breast of the thief-taker,—"spare him! and I will forgive you, will thank you, bless you. ” “Annabel knew where I lived,” Anna continued slowly. ‘Difficult, I grant you. Loving was better than that. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood.
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