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The class laughed, a few putting their hands to their foreheads in a military salute to mock her. Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail. When the prisoner was brought into this room, he was again questioned; but, continuing contumacious, preparations were made for inflicting the torture. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. Guiltily, she felt very little for him, and yet she wondered what he would be like. You go to your room and ring for your maid. Thames returned no answer.
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