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lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage!
Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her
neck. 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. This structure at once satisfied him
as to where he stood. He never retires to rest
till daybreak—if at all. "
"Irons—heavy irons—night and day. To Ruth came that of the great world, her lawful lover at her
side; and there would be glorious books into each of which he would
unconsciously put a little of her soul along with his own, needing her always. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was
bound 'prentice to him. Not a star could be discerned, but, in their stead, streaks
of lurid radiance, whence proceeding it was impossible to determine, shot ever
and anon athwart the dusky vault, and added to the ominous and threatening
appearance of the night. Ireton rushed forward to open the
wicket for him. I saw him ride
away with that other fellow. I’ll try to stay as long as I can.
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