Many’s the bullets I’ve dug out of fellows in my time. Something that is born anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. 1. I'm glad he's come to see me.
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