People ran out of their shops to join the pursuit; and, by the time Wild had got into Field-lane, he had a troop of fifty persons at his heels —all eager to assist in the capture. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. To settle things, you know. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. The less she lived, in fact, the better.
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