"Ah! traitor!" cried Jack, pulling the trigger of his pistol. I’m sorry
Lucy. Wild's figure. I hope I haven't given any unintentional offence?" said
the widow, again meekly appealing to Wood. It’s got to be at last like tobacco-ash over all
my sayings and doings. Sheppard did not make her appearance quite so soon as he expected, the
carpenter became a little fidgetty, and, having succeeded in tranquillizing the
child, he thought proper to walk so far down the entry as would enable him to
reconnoitre the upper windows of the house. On that morning the death warrant had arrived from Windsor, ordering
Sheppard for execution, (since his capture by Jonathan Wild in Bedlam, as
related in a former chapter, Jack had been tried, convicted, and sentenced to
death,) together with three other malefactors on the following Friday. "His shin may need rubbing. Jack attacked
Jonathan with such fury, that he drove him into a shrubbery, and might perhaps
have come off the victor, if his foot had not slipped as he made a desperate
lunge.
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