White became conscious of a distinct sense of uneasiness, and showed it in her face. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. “Of course!” he said. “I want to have no distractions. Ireton," observed the chief turnkey of Westminster Gatehouse, as he helped himself to his third glass of punch; "but I never saw one like Jack Sheppard. Jack did not advance to meet her.
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