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Warm reality was now so near her she could hear it beating in her ears. Occasionally he would lean back and stare at the window which gave upon the sea. With this person—who was no other than Mr. Were you born here, madame?’ ‘Mais non. Jack is registered in the Black Book. As the time when his identity had to be proved approached, this rigour was, in a trifling degree, relaxed, and a few persons were occasionally admitted to the ward, but only in the presence of Austin. ToC In a hollow in the meadows behind the prison whence Jack Sheppard had escaped,—for, at this time, the whole of the now thickly-peopled district north of Clerkenwell Bridewell was open country, stretching out in fertile fields in the direction of Islington—and about a quarter of a mile off, stood a solitary hovel, known as Black Mary's Hole. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard.

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