When Jack came to speak of Jonathan Wild, his countenance fell. Between the Jew and the attendant came Jack
Sheppard; while a crowd of servants, attracted by the news, that the investigation
of a robbery was going forward, lingered at the doorway in hopes of catching
something of the proceedings. He sat back in an easy chair with a hand upon each of the elbows,
and looked steadfastly into the fire. Strange gurgle-like noises emanated from the crypt. “What was that?” she asked sharply. Sheppard let fall her basket. "What's that?—Jack's voice!"
"It is," replied her son. . Wood, in a taunting tone. “You can’t think that I’m fool enough to be
put off like this. On the appearance of the thief-taker, Mrs. I may tell him, at any rate, that you will see him?”
“I shall like to see him,” Anna answered. Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair. You think you will. ToC
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