They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. "I am one. ” She shook her head. Pitt?" "There is no mistake, Sir," rejoined the prisoner, drawing himself up, "I am Jack Sheppard. Perhaps it was the recollection of those happy days.
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