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"That's frank enough," the doctor admitted astonishedly. How Jack Sheppard attended his Mother's Funeral
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XXVII. There is some
deep treachery hidden beneath his words. ToC
On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven,
the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough
of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in
his hand, appeared at the threshold. "Cease your confounded clutter!" said a young man, whose swarthy visage, seen
in the torchlight, struck Wood as being that of a Mulatto. She could see that she was
now the exclusive object of the boy’s attention. Prepared as he was for a dreadful shock, and with his nerves strung to endure it,
Jack absolutely recoiled before the appalling object that met his gaze. You were dying and your baby along with you.
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