If Jack Sheppard could behold his
mother in this state, he'd have a lesson he'd never forget—ay, and a severer one
than even the hangman could read him. She realized in a moment
what had happened. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair
for her cane. Husbands and wives, young lovers, and
mothers with strollers thronged in the streets, all savoring
the fine cool weather. But, finding the cellar-door
open, concluded he had got out that way. Special rules, set forth in the General Terms of Use part of
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