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" "I will not attempt to combat your resolution, Jack," returned Thames, after a pause. " "Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. ” “And I,” Courtlaw said, “although I have asked before in vain, have come to ask you once more the same thing. Honestly, I never did. Oh, Heavens; that I should have ever indulged a hope of happiness while that terrible man lives!" "Compose yourself, Joan," said Wood; "all will yet be well. ’ ‘All the way to England?’ She opened wide eyes. Then we can loiter and gossip to our heart’s content. 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.
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