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The air in the narrow street, which was not eight feet wide, swarmed with smells
impossible to define; but all at once the pleasantly pungent odour of Chinese
incense drifted across the girl's face, and gratefully she quickened her
inhalations. Sheppard ascertained that Thames Darrell had been carried off—where she
could not make out—by Jonathan Wild and Quilt Arnold; and that Jack had been
induced to accompany Blueskin to the Mint. I have always
managed to survive, haven’t I?” She was eager to stop
talking about her parents. It had evidently seen better days before being relegated to the
ministrations of a hackney coachman, one who evidently served the less affluent
inhabitants of London. There MULSACK and SWIFTNECK, both prigs from their birth,
OLD MOB and TOM COX took their last draught on earth:
There RANDAL, and SHORTER, and WHITNEY pulled up,
And jolly JACK JOYCE drank his finishing cup!
For a can of ale calms,
A highwayman's qualms,
And makes him sing blithely his dolorous psalms
And nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles
So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles!
"Singing's dry work," observed the stranger, pausing to take a pull at the bottle. What he intended
to do with it is of little consequence now. He groped her buttocks. He says only that he must tie up all the loose ends.
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