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ToC In consequence of Jack Sheppard's desperate character, it was judged expedient by the keeper of the New Prison to load him with fetters of unusual weight, and to place him in a cell which, from its strength and security, was called the Newgate Ward. " "Very well, Sir," replied Sheppard. He used to call it his fire-escape—ha! ha! I've often used the ladder for my own convenience, but I never expected to turn it to such good account. ‘A spitfire, ain’t she, sir?’ Roding ignored this. " "I don't wonder at it," rejoined Gay. You need not be afraid. You two can talk in Lucy and Shar’s room for a few minutes. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. Even when you've a knave to deal with, let your actions be plain, and above-board.
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