I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. His literary instincts were reviving. " "What proof have you that I am?"—was the return bolt. You, Jack Sheppard, have nothing to fear, as you've become evidence against your accomplice. This was in Tennessee. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade.
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