"
"Zounds!" exclaimed Wood; "it's my old master-key. Out of sight of that tell-tale window, the two officers darted across the
grounds, speedily gaining the lee of the mansion walls. ’
Was there a careful note in her voice? Gerald gave no sign, keeping his own
tone light. If we were to wait till
a prig was rightfully nabbed, we might tarry till doomsday. “Surely!” he remarked, with an expression of worried appeal. It is queer how ideas pop into one's head. "
CHAPTER IV. A pair of long-lashed blue eyes studied them both as she slowly brought
her hands down to rest by her sides. I am five-and-thirty, and I have
knocked about in the world and tasted the quality of life. "Where is he?" asked Jonathan. He was consumed with desire. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. "I could almost forgive the wretch
the injury he did me in depriving me of my poor dear wife—No, not quite that,"
he added, a little confused. There was question in Gerald’s gaze as it met hers, and apology in his voice. How Jonathan Wild's House was burnt down
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