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"It's strange the antipathy he bears to Sheppard. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,— as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. It still failed in something. I must bless him before I die. ’ Lucy was silent for a space, once again wearing that inscrutable expression. Ain’t enough as I’ve got militiamen quartered on me this se’ennight, lazing about all day, eating me out of house and home and drinking my liquor into the bargain.
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