’
‘What for?’ asked Gerald, half laughing, as he put his hand in his pocket and
brought out his elegant pistol. She clasped her hands over her mouth in a silent scream. “That’s suicidal bullshit, Lucy. "Them's catchpoles, I s'pose, Sir, arter the gemman with a writ?" he observed. Just as Hogarth got to the door, the turnkey
stopped him. Spurling: "I blush for you, Sir! To call
yourself a man, and interfere with the natural course of affection! Have you no
feeling for the situation of those poor disconsolate creatures, about to be
bereaved of all they hold dear? Is it nothing to part with a husband to the
gallows? I've lost four in the same way, and know what it is. "Why, Jack Sheppard, the notorious house-breaker,—him as has robbed half
Lunnun, to be sure.
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