Jonathan Wild's House in the Old Bailey
XVII. She passed down the stairs and into the street. As usual,
however, on the occasion of any great calamity, a crowd was scouring the streets,
whose sole object was plunder. "Do you mean to say you will interfere—"
"I mean to say this," interrupted Wild, with contemptuous calmness, "that I'll
neither allow you to leave England nor the profession you've engaged in. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the
agreement through to her. Her husband was drinking in the tavern with the other
guests. ‘What the devil for?’
‘Messenger,’ Gerald explained. The hope that had been suddenly kindled in the youth's bosom was as suddenly
extinguished. "Shall I help you on with it, Sir?" replied the Jew, becoming suddenly respectful. ‘Just around it, Hilary, that’s all.
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