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“Glad to see you in London. "
"You trusted too much to your own skill, Jack," rejoined Thames. She possessed
what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of
breeding. Your career at
the bar had given you a command of language, also a self-control not vouchsafed
to us ordinary mortals. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a
prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. We
made sure it was just like Gwen. Against the walls hung an assortment of staves,
brown-bills, (weapons then borne by the watch,) muskets, handcuffs, great-coats,
and lanterns. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year. Capes spoke casually of their plans for work. "What shall we do, Poll?" hesitated Edgeworth Bess.
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