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It was no marriage at all. 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. “Odd!” he remarked, rather surprisingly, after a little interval. . "I have not trusted you. Take them, and may they prove as serviceable to you as I desire. Giles's round-house," answered Terence; "but tell Mr.
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