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"By my soul," said the sexton, "that's as like Jack Sheppard as any one I ever seed i' my born days. Sir John stood upon the threshold. Annabel had been here then. You will obey me out of common decency. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. It wasn’t clear to me that I had to explain. Without waiting to have the information repeated, Wood rushed forth, determined as soon as he could procure assistance, to proceed to Jonathan Wild's house in the Old Bailey; while Mrs.
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