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Anna stood up. "
"Compromised. "Oh! that I could live to see it," gasped Jonathan. "Here is my purse; and I trust you will let me know
to whom I am indebted for this important service. ToC
About seven o'clock on the same night, Jonathan Wild's two janizaries, who had
been for some time in attendance in the hall of his dwelling at the Old Bailey,
were summoned to the audience-chamber. Spurling, who had been hastily compounding
another bowl of punch. Of a certainty, she also was imbecile. ’
‘Not, I trust, Nicholas Charvill?’
‘Hardly. “You must tell me the truth, and I will see
that no harm comes to you. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple,
which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling
like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat
at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. He renewed
his supplications to Sharples, but with no better success than heretofore; and the
greater part of the night was passed by him and the poor widow, whose anxiety,
if possible, exceeded his own, in the most miserable state imaginable. It did not shock her; it amazed her,
interested her beyond measure.
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