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. And all to satisfy a succession of rapacious lightskirts. It'll be your turn to save mine next. "Eh-day! what's this?" cried Wood, looking up from beneath his spectacles. "There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. He said simply that he wanted her to live at home.
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