S. But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. She was by his side. "Here's the full, true, and particular account of Jack Sheppard's last astonishing and never-to-be-forgotten escape from the Castle of Newgate," bawled the hawker, "with a print of him taken from the life, showing the manner, how he was shackled and handcuffed. . . Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. But a human being who is young and clean, as you are, is apt to ennoble—or explain away. A young woman with a white badge on her arm stood and counted the sections as they entered their vans. "I am one. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. Sheppard's house, loud yells and vociferations reached his ears; and, looking downwards, he perceived a great stir amid the mob.
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