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16215	Ainsworth, William Harrison	Jack Sheppard: A Romance			.txt	text/plain	156738	11512	84	"You've but a sorry lodging, Mrs. Sheppard," said Wood, glancing round "Pray come to the point, Sir," said Mrs. Sheppard, somewhat alarmed by "I think I have--long, long ago, when I was a child," replied Mrs. Sheppard, passing her hand across her brow; "but my memory is "Do you happen to know Jonathan Wild, master?" inquired Jack, altering "I was not aware that Jonathan Wild was an acquaintance of yours, Mr. Jackson," said Kneebone, whose assiduity to Mrs. Wood had prevented him "Come, come, Jack," said Thames, walking up to Sheppard, and taking his "Now, Jack," cried Thames, warmly grasping Sheppard's hand, "you are my "Is this true, Sir?" cried Mrs. Sheppard, with an agonized look at Wood. "Jonathan Wild was my husband's bitterest enemy," said Mrs. Sheppard. "Jack, my love," cried Mrs. Sheppard, disregarding the taunt, "come "Jack," said Mrs. Sheppard, clasping him with a hand that burnt with	./cache/16215.txt	./txt/16215.txt