Won’t
you let me—can’t I be of any assistance?”
He was obviously in earnest. And you need not
fear that I shall not give back the sword when I have finished using it. "
"Ay, here I am," said Jack, throwing off his hat and wig, and marching towards
the group, amongst whom there was a general movement of surprise at his
audacity. 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. She warmed to him fast, her anger was much
harder to carry than the pleasant everyday neutrality of
affection. But you are Annabel.
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