" "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence. . ” “I don’t see why I shouldn’t. ’ So saying, he pulled her forward, slipping her arms about his back. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. Fell to sin, did Martha. What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. She had no place she loved. If an individual Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work is posted with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution must comply with both paragraphs 1.
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