God, Lucy, what’s it been, how
many years?”
“I’m so sorry, John. ’
‘I see now how it was that Marthe knew of the secret passage,’ Melusine said. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing
made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with
an assortment of rhinestones. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed
and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. Without
inquiring into the correctness of the latter part of the story, it may be sufficient to
state, that Black Mary was a person in whom Jack Sheppard thought he could
confide, and, as Edgeworth Bess was incapable of much further exertion, he
determined to leave her in the old woman's care till the following night, while he
shifted for himself and fulfilled his design—for, however rash or hazardous a
project might be, if once conceived, Jack always executed it,—of visiting
Jonathan Wild at his house in the Old Bailey. Treading with noiseless step over the soft mould, they
soon reached the building.
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