The last Meeting between Jack Sheppard and his Mother. Murder had become nothing to her. Single pearls—
Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of
fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. "And who is this Van Gal—Gal—what's his
outlandish name?"
"Van Galgebrok," replied the widow. The windows
were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance
of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his
huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly
demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. ”
“Well, tell me. 133
“TRY ME!” He yelled, his voice booming into the
cacophony beyond the walls. The child was now
within reach; and, in another moment, he would have executed his deadly
purpose, if an arm from behind had not felled him to the ground. Contests
were held every year, the type of which depended on her
caprice. "
"Quite the contrary," rejoined the woollen-draper, laughing good-humouredly.
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