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ToC In a hollow in the meadows behind the prison whence Jack Sheppard had escaped,—for, at this time, the whole of the now thickly-peopled district north of Clerkenwell Bridewell was open country, stretching out in fertile fields in the direction of Islington—and about a quarter of a mile off, stood a solitary hovel, known as Black Mary's Hole. There used to be an after deckhouse and a shallow well for the wheel; but I changed that. ” “It might become one,” he answered. " "I declare I don't know what to do," said Wood, burned by conflicting emotions. " "Lord!—think of having sharks for neighbours? Every morning I'll take a dip into the lagoon. Even in the daylight, it had a sombre and suspicious air, and seemed to slink back from the adjoining houses, as if afraid of their society. I love some one else. Before she passed out she turned and faced Sir John. So saying, he manfully resumed his work; while Wood and Thames quitted the room, and went down stairs.
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