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"Don't scourge me," she cried, trying to hide herself in the farthest corner of the cell. " "Not quite, I hope," rejoined Sheppard. The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open. "Take her," cried Jonathan; and, flinging the now inanimate body of the poor widow, who had fainted in the struggle, into the arms of Thames, he leapt through the window, and by the time the latter could consign her to Wood, and dart after him, he had disappeared. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage, with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to receive it. Mrs.

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