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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. “We were afraid that you had deserted us for good, Mr. Yet there was nothing for her to do. ” “It was exceedingly wrong of you,” Anna declared. " "And what should a young man like this one have to forget?" Prudence demanded to know. His gaze drawn, Gerald watched him dip to pick up a crushed square of white linen and a starched object that resembled a helmet. He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun.
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