How Jack Sheppard attended his Mother's Funeral 435 XXVII. Wood. Observing Spurlock's spellbound attitude, he clapped the boy on the shoulder. They seed beyond all reason. "Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, folding her to his breast. You see, I—I am a woman worshipper. I’m minded to take a whip and beat some sense into you. “It is no good playing a game. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me from Bedlam, then.
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