"Your servant, Sir Rowland," said the stranger, ducking his head, as he advanced. "But, where's the strange gentleman I saw under the table?" "Under the table!" echoed Blueskin, winking at Jack. They were silent for a time. ToC 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. Let her see what she could make here.
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