We’d soon cool that temper of yours. "He called me a wanton, Hoddy. “Is this true, Annabel? Is
he dead?”
She nodded. He was offered the Bowl, but he left it and smiled,
Crying, "Keep it till call'd for by JONATHAN WILD!
"The rascal one day,
"Will pass by this way,
"And drink a full measure to moisten his clay!
"And never will Bowl of Saint Giles have beguiled
"Such a thorough-paced scoundrel as JONATHAN WILD!"
V. "
"What am I to do to earn it?" asked Blueskin, with a disgusting leer,—"cut a
throat—or throw myself at your feet—eh, my dear?"
"Give me that child," returned the lady, with difficulty overcoming the loathing
inspired by the ruffian's familiarity. Her eyes followed
him. . Good
riddance. ‘You mean I should give myself a dressingdown? Very well. It must be some
days before you can arrange for her to make an identification. "
Jack was about to comply; but not liking the man's manner, he walked on. "Where is she?" thundered Jonathan, who at this moment reached Mrs.
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