“You must arrest me!” she gasped, breathlessly, insisting insanely on a point already carried; “you shall!” The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from unnamable disgraces. I want to put myself into your hands. You, Jack Sheppard, have nothing to fear, as you've become evidence against your accomplice. "Them's catchpoles, I s'pose, Sir, arter the gemman with a writ?" he observed.
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