Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. A male voice, vibrant with terror, yelled out hoarsely. Lucy had passed the house once on the sidewalk, on a rare day when he was shoveling snow. His apparel was sumptuous in the extreme, and such as was only worn by persons of the highest distinction. Miss Charvill. "But it wants something here. " "Oh! do not say so," replied his wretched parent. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END.
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