’ He grimaced. "Don't you hear those shouts? Yon fellow's clamour has brought the whole horde of jail-birds and cut-throats that infest this place about our ears. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. "Don't touch me. " On a shelf was placed a row of paint-jars; the contents of which had been daubed in rainbow streaks upon the adjacent closet and window sill. “David Courtlaw!” she repeated. Sheppard had been interred.
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