The more haste, the worse speed—better the feet slip than the tongue. So he resolved to try another tack. " "He must," exclaimed Jack, hastily; "but only let me have it till to-morrow, and if I don't entrap him in a snare from which, with all his cunning, he shall find it difficult to escape, my name's not Jack Sheppard. It was horrible, but what could she do? She meant to live her own life, and he meant, with contempt and insults, to prevent her.
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