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As Jack
conjectured, no one was there, and, though a lamp was burning on a stand, they
decided upon proceeding without it. "From Jonathan Wild's confidential servant what could be
expected but treachery?"
With this, he proceeded to dress himself in Quilt Arnold's clothes, pulled the wig
over his face and eyes so as completely to conceal his features, slouched the hat
over his brows, drew the huge boots above his knees, and muffled himself up in
the best way he could. ” Lucy coolly marveled as she
studied the girl’s face, belly swollen from pregnancy. She looked
around the apartment for other people. ”
“You can’t be killed?” He asked. Let us have no more of this
humbug. Eyebrows knitting, she looked towards the ground a
few feet away from him, guiltily. Very fascinating, though, trying to analyse
the impulse. This was some satisfaction to the poor fellow, who was dreadfully frightened, as
indeed he might well be, it being the opinion of the jailers and others who
afterwards examined the place, that Jack had accomplished, single-handed, in a
few hours, and, as far as it could be ascertained, with imperfect implements,
what it would have taken half a dozen men several days, provided with proper
tools, to effect. ”
Her heart leaped within her as she caught that phrase.
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