He became really companionable, discussed the new story he had in mind, and asked some questions about colour. I'm no mollycoddle. " "By Jack Sheppard!" exclaimed the thief-taker. Eluding the blow, Jack plucked his sword from the scabbard, and a desperate conflict began. "Fire!—murder—thieves!—I've got one of 'em!" "Come along," cried Jack.
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