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“Now I’ll have what I want from you, wife. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. It had showed up at an auction at Sotheby’s after someone had sold it. The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me. “There is no time for that. What a pig she was. She picked up the hand cannon.
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