” It was a long, meandering talk, stupid, shameful, and unavoidable. But … he must want to live in order that the inclination to repeat this incident may not recur. Could she understand what she was talking about? Luckily it was a second-class carriage and the ordinary fellowtravellers were not there. Amidship there was also canvas, and like that over the wheel, drab and dirty. An unhappy little sigh escaped her. . He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. “Rather darker than most of them. "I had one," answered his sister, in a mournful voice; "and, perhaps, I have one still. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END.
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