Ye run no great peril , man ; and these are in the way of death . Death ! '' he added . `` Think of it ! What a murrain do ye keep me here for ? Give me the windac . Saint George ! shall they all die ? '' `` Richard Shelton , '' said Matcham , looking him squarely in the face , `` would ye , then , join party with Sir Daniel ? Have ye not ears ? Heard ye not this Ellis , what he said ? or have ye no heart for your own kindly blood and the father that men slew ? ` Harry Shelton , ' he said ; and Sir Harry Shelton was your father , as the sun shines in heaven . '' `` What would ye ? '' Dick cried again . `` Would ye have me credit thieves ? '' `` Nay , I have heard it before now , '' returned Matcham . `` The fame goeth currently , it was Sir Daniel slew him . He slew him under oath ; in his own house he shed the innocent blood . Heaven wearies for the avenging o n't ; and you -- the man 's son -- ye go about to comfort and defend the murderer ! ''
`` Jack , '' XXXXX the lad `` I know not .
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