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The last Meeting between Jack Sheppard and his Mother. Come close to me, and let me hold your hand, dear. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. "Take her," cried Jonathan; and, flinging the now inanimate body of the poor widow, who had fainted in the struggle, into the arms of Thames, he leapt through the window, and by the time the latter could consign her to Wood, and dart after him, he had disappeared. ‘Now see here, missie. He gave an order, the proa was floated and the sail run up. "You'll feel better after it. Blueskin drew the knife across his throat a second time, widening and deepening the wound; and wrenching back the head to get it into a more favourable position, would infallibly have severed it from the trunk, if the officers, who by this time had recovered from their terror, had not thrown themselves upon him, and withheld him. Do you accept it?" "Dear Thames!" "Forgive this ill-timed avowal of my love. I was engaged to dine with your sister and her husband, and I sent a wire.
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