Wood's habitation in Wych Street, we are luckily enabled to furnish a facsimile) was Jack Sheppard (signature) "I've half a mind to give old Wood the slip, and turn highwayman," cried Jack, as he closed the knife, and put it in his pocket. I sha'n't utter a word. Nab and Quilt to the door! Jack, you are my prisoner. "I took you for one who wouldn't hesitate to avail himself of any advantage chance might throw in his way," returned the thief-taker, coldly. You are infatuated. He must fight the thought continually, day in and day out. There’s a hansom coming round the corner. Sheppard. I am suspected of having shot the man. ‘Poor things. Not fit to be dust on your boots. ” She leaned back amongst the cushions of her chair.
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