How Jack Sheppard's Portrait was painted 385 XVII. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. Stood on his dignity and shut us up in great style. " "You're not going to betray me!" cried Jack, in alarm. 'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'. "He was hanged that left his drink behind, you know, master," rejoined Sheppard. " "Leave you!" echoed the ruffian, with a contemptuous laugh; "—not just yet. “Then we must try and make London endurable for you,” he remarked cheerfully. Something in her tone made him look up. When he awoke, it was late in the day; but though he heard voices outside, and now and then caught a glimpse of a face peeping at him through the iron grating over the door, no one entered the prison, or held any communication with him.
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