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"Arundel Stairs," replied Wood, "the nearest point to Wych Street. Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack
would have been soft work. About nine o'clock, an
immense mob collected before the Lodge at Newgate. He has
helped me out of scrapes though, no end of times. Now it is—’
‘What are you doing still here, missie, that’s what I’d like to know?’
demanded the man Trodger, sticking to his guns. "You are the son of Sir
Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester. “Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul,
John. Her name is Lucia, she
works in the Alberti Yarn Shop, across from Florestano
the Butcher!”
I happily rewarded her with a shiny new Florin and
sent her off. I like you
very much, I haven’t known you enough to love you, no
matter how worthy you are of love.
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