’ The captain grasped her more firmly. A father is in debt, we'll say. ToC In a hollow in the meadows behind the prison whence Jack Sheppard had escaped,—for, at this time, the whole of the now thickly-peopled district north of Clerkenwell Bridewell was open country, stretching out in fertile fields in the direction of Islington—and about a quarter of a mile off, stood a solitary hovel, known as Black Mary's Hole. He stood back, smiling with an air of proprietorship, and looking about him at the business-like equipment of the room. Sheppard uttered a piercing scream. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. Wood's daughter,—to whom, I've heard tell, he was attached years ago,—was brought up, his courage forsook him altogether, and he trembled, and could scarcely stand. So I come round the other way and—Lordy, miss, I’m that sorry I made a mull of it. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. "I beg pardon, Sir," replied Jack, with the accent and manner of the janizary; "I was betrayed into the exclamation by my surprise that anything in which Sir Rowland Trenchard was interested could have reference to so humble a person as Mrs.
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