"Come to buy off Jack Sheppard, I suppose," replied the fellow. ‘Ain’t enough as my bed is took, my sheets all bloodied, and my gin took for to waste on that fellow’s wound. White calls them. She would just walk out of the house and go. A question next arose whether the prisoner could be executed under the existing warrant,—some inclining to one opinion, some to another. “I can’t. ’ He screamed at me through the rope and tape, it was no use. " "Jack's a noble fellow," exclaimed the head-jailer of Clerkenwell Prison, raising his glass; "and, though he played me a scurvy trick, I'll drink to his speedy deliverance.
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