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Jack Sheppard

CHAPTER VI
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Jale off Newgate_;' another model of the pillory at Fleet Bridge; and a third of the permanent gibbet at Tyburn.

The latter specimen, of his workmanship was adorned with a little scarecrow figure, intended to represent a housebreaking chimney-sweeper of the time, described in Sheppard's own hand-writing, as '_Jack Hall a-hanging_.' We must not omit to mention that a family group from the pencil of little Winifred, representing Mr.and Mrs.
Wood in very characteristic attitudes, occupied a prominent place on the walls.
For a few moments, Thames regarded the little girl through the half-opened door in silence.

On a sudden, a change came over her countenance, which, up to this moment, had worn a smiling and satisfied expression.

Throwing down the pencil, she snatched up a piece of India-rubber, and exclaiming,--"It isn't at all like him! it isn't half handsome enough!" was about to efface the sketch, when Thames darted into the room.
"Who isn't it like ?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers.
"I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as tightly as possible; "it's a secret!" "I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her grasp.
"Don't look at it, I entreat," she cried.
But her request was unheeded.

Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself.
"I've a good mind not to speak to you again, Sir!" cried Winifred, with difficulty repressing a tear of vexation; "you've acted unfairly." "I feel I have, dear Winny!" replied Thames, abashed at his own rudeness; "my conduct is inexcusable." "I'll excuse it nevertheless," returned the little damsel, affectionately extending her hand to him.
"Why were you afraid to show me this picture, Winny ?" asked the youth.
"Because it's not like you," was her answer.
"Well, like or not, I'm greatly pleased with it, and must beg it from you as a memorial----" "Of what ?" she interrupted, startled by his change of manner.
"Of yourself," he replied, in a mournful tone.


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