You will find proofs of the bloody deed in his room. “Of course,” she said diffidently, “this is a boarding-house, although we never take in promiscuous travellers. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. In the midst of the holy place, which he had formerly profaned, lay the body of his unfortunate mother, and he could not help looking upon her untimely end as the retributive vengeance of Heaven for the crime he had committed. She felt her canines grow, the hunger consuming her. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. After the sights he would have to twiddle his thumbs until the joints cracked. An inarticulate instinct which now found expression.
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