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In a hollow in the meadows behind the prison whence Jack Sheppard had
escaped,—for, at this time, the whole of the now thickly-peopled district north of
Clerkenwell Bridewell was open country, stretching out in fertile fields in the
direction of Islington—and about a quarter of a mile off, stood a solitary hovel,
known as Black Mary's Hole. Had it not been lashed to
the adjoining wherry, it must have been upset, and have precipitated the
opponents into the water. Its walled heaved with black
mildew and sea-salt. Yet I shall think of you to-day. “Thank you. ‘You mean that there is a rival Melusine to the
one he has heard about? He does not. Kneebone were here to protect me!"
"If it is Jonathan," rejoined Wood, "it is very well for Mr.
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