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The chain, which had been partially cut through, snapped near the staple. CHAPTER XVII. "Hist!" cried Rowland, arresting his comrade. Come up stairs, and take a glass of brandy. Passing at a glance over the whole of the intervening period; leaving in the words of the poet, —The growth untried Of that wide gap— we shall resume our narrative at the beginning of June, 1715. You, Jack Sheppard, have nothing to fear, as you've become evidence against your accomplice. They sat face to face beneath an experienced-looking rucksack and a brand new portmanteau and a leather handbag, in the afternoon-boat train that goes from Charing Cross to Folkestone for Boulogne. He did not write this with lead but with his heart's blood.
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