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He donned his winter coat. ’ Mrs Sindlesham shook with laughter. It's as well to be on the safe side. He's here," returned the skipper, pointing significantly downwards. “She doesn’t know. Ireton," observed the chief turnkey of Westminster Gatehouse, as he helped himself to his third glass of punch; "but I never saw one like Jack Sheppard. On this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening upon the summit of the prison. ’ Colour suffused the man’s face. What!—add another drop to her cup? Who knows? Any day they may find me. “You Mr. Having drunk as much as he thought prudent, and thanked his unknown friend for his attention, Jack again lay down on the straw, and indulged himself with another nap, intending to get up as soon as it was perfectly dark.
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