She was curious, and at the same time clearly resolved she must not hear it. The girl’s eyes never left his face. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. "A hundred guineas if you hang Jack Sheppard. As it was, my oldest and trustiest setter, Abraham Mendez, received a blow on the head from one of the lads that will deprive me of his services for a week to come,—if, indeed it does not disable him altogether. The prospect of the gallows would never deter me from taking to the road, if I were so inclined. Told you how it would be. Sheppard. “Then you—you will?” A long pause. ToC Jack Sheppard, after whistling to Blueskin, hurried down a short thoroughfare leading from Wych Street to the back of Saint Clement's Church, where he found Thames Darrell, who advanced to meet him.
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