176 “No, it’s very good. " "Aw light!" The two old friends held each other off at arms' length for inspection; this proving satisfactory, they began to prod and pummel one another affectionately. His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge. The dismal tolling of St. ‘Ain’t my place, I know that. "Gadzooks! I thought something was coming on; for when I looked at the weather-glass an hour ago, it had sunk lower than I ever remember it. Later on—well then the time may come. Presently he turned to Courtlaw. It did not seem quite fair. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. That’s how it takes me. She emerged with a white face and wide-open eyes upon a little, red-lit landing.
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