She went about in a negligent November London that had become very
dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest
but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. One night, about this time, just as Austin was about to lock the great gate,
Jonathan Wild and his two janizaries entered the Lodge with a prisoner bound
hand and foot. Ascending the stairs, and conducting them
along a sombre gallery, in which Trenchard noticed that every door was painted
black, and numbered, he stopped at the entrance of a chamber; and, selecting a
key from the bunch at his girdle, unlocked it. Jack had no sooner taken his place in the cart, than he was followed by the
ordinary, who seated himself beside him, and, opening the book of prayer, began
to read aloud. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He
waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. But Ann Veronica had still to get to her
chief topic. You will find it somewhere in that book. "
"Do not go with him, Jack!" shrieked his mother. ” She murmured.
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