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In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. " As he said this, in a low and mournful, but firm voice, the tears gathered thickly in Winifred's dark eyelashes. ‘You know about that?’ ‘It was the only possible deduction. Jack paused for a moment, and found that his own adventures formed the subject of the ballad. We, ourselves, are scarcely the same we were twelve years ago. We'll be upon the ban-dogs before they can shake their trotters!" And the alarm was sounded more loudly than ever. Around her neck was a little gold chain. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and thieves," groaned Wood. Funk! I’ll see it out. ” He was silent for a moment or two.
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