Of course there are, millions of them. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured. ’ ‘Gosse,’ corrected Lucilla. “I wish that I could forget it,” he said. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York…. Taking a firm grasp of his pistol, Gerald eased back, let go the handle of the door, and at the same instant, swung his booted foot. The body of Jack Sheppard, meanwhile, was borne along by that tremendous host, which rose and fell like the waves of the ocean, until it approached the termination of the Edgeware Road.
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