The blood will rest on your head. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. Ireton," observed the chief turnkey of Westminster Gatehouse, as he helped himself to his third glass of punch; "but I never saw one like Jack Sheppard. It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self. I must go to work again. With the broken links of the chain, which served him in lieu of more efficient implements, he commenced operations just above the chimney-piece, and soon contrived to pick a hole in the plaster.
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