Pitt?"
"There is no mistake, Sir," rejoined the prisoner, drawing himself up, "I am Jack
Sheppard. She yielded it without protest, as though
unconsciously. McClintock liked it. On the groundfloor the shutters were closed, or, to
speak more correctly, altogether nailed up, and presented a very singular
appearance, being patched all over with the soles of old shoes, rusty hobnails,
and bits of iron hoops, the ingenious device of the former occupant of the
apartment, Paul Groves, the cobbler, to whom we have before alluded. She tried to scream,
\"I'm coming to you, Mama!\" But no sound would come
from her mouth. Ramage’s bitterness passed as abruptly as his aggression. Along the floor ran an iron bar to
which Jack's chain was attached, so that he could move along it from one end of
the chamber to the other.
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