Against the walls hung an assortment of staves, brown-bills, (weapons then borne by the watch,) muskets, handcuffs, great-coats, and lanterns. The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. Too many. " Jack Sheppard again sought his pistol, and was only withheld from levelling it at the thief-taker's head, by the hope that he might gather some further information respecting his mother. Her hair was the one part of her that did not exude the air of wealth. " "What's the matter?" remarked Kneebone, addressing Sheppard, who, as he caught the single but piercing eye of Jackson fixed upon him, started and trembled. ” “You will have to murder people and drink them up in order to live.
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