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Jack Sheppard A Romance

Creator: Ainsworth, William Harrison, 1805-1882
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towards the bench, rubbing his shins as he went. "All right," replied Sheppard, with affected indifference. "It's a mercy you both escaped!" ejaculated Wood, only just finding his tongue. "I declare I'm all in a cold sweat. How came you, Sir," he continued, addressing Sheppard, "to venture upon that frame. I always told you some accident would happen." "Don't scold him, father," interposed Thames; "he's been frightened enough already." "Well, well, since you desire it, I'll say no more," returned Wood. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. "Only sprained it a little, that's all," answered Thames; "the pain will go off presently." "Then you _are_ hurt," cried the carpenter in alarm. "Come down stairs directly, and let your mother look at your wrist. She has an excellent remedy for a sprain. And do you, Jack, attend to your work, and mind you don't get into further mischief." "Hadn't Jack better go with us?" said Thames. "His shin may need rubbing."
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"By no means," rejoined Wood, hastily. "A little suffering will do him good. I meant to give him a drubbing. That bruise will answer the same purpose." "Thames," said Sheppard in a low voice, as he threw a vindictive glance at the carpenter, "I shan't forget this. You've saved my life." "Pshaw! you'd do as much for me any day, and think no more about it. It'll be your turn to save mine next." "True, and I shan't be easy till my turn arrives." "I tell you what, Jack," whispered Thames, who had noticed Sheppard's menacing glance, and dreaded some further indiscretion on his part, "if you really wish to oblige me, you'll get that packing-case finished by six o'clock. You _can_ do it, if you will." "And I _will_, if I can, depend upon it," answered Sheppard, with a laugh. So saying, he manfully resumed his work; while Wood and Thames quitted the room, and went down stairs.