Wood could stand it no longer. \" She sat down on a nearby bench. It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered. Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. He could scarcely blame her. Jack had got into one of the pens at the north side of the chapel. E.
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