It tore her apart. ” She laughed heartily, and became as suddenly grave. Lights gleamed from the lower rooms, and, on a nearer approach to the building, the sound of revelry might be heard from within. “He fell over at my feet,” she continued. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. There was a shrill cry, instantly succeeded by a deep splash. Kneebone, respecting the lawless career of Jack Sheppard, and struck with the probable fate that awaited him, the young man, as he contemplated this scene, fell into a gloomy reverie.
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