Ireton," observed the chief turnkey of Westminster Gatehouse, as he helped himself to his third glass of punch; "but I never saw one like Jack Sheppard. They tracked the fugitive to the Mint; but, like hounds at fault, they here lost all scent of their prey. I bound him up good and tight, stuffed his mouth with a length of rope, taped it shut. But I must—I ought—” “I MUST talk about this. Free, there is nothing left to her but the canal. “All the time he is shouting and muttering.
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