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Without the inclosure were reared several lofty gibbets, with their ghastly burthens. I have something that weighs heavily upon my mind. WE don’t think they’re right, but they don’t think we are. CHAPTER XXVI. If Jack Sheppard could behold his mother in this state, he'd have a lesson he'd never forget—ay, and a severer one than even the hangman could read him.
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