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E. ‘You, Mademoiselle Charvill, are as unlike most of your sex as you can
be. She
looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were
weighted with every sin in the calendar. Sheppard, who witnessed this occurrence with dismay, looked timorously
at Wood, in expectation of some hint being given as to the course she had better
pursue; but, receiving none, for the carpenter was too much agitated to attend to
her, she ventured to express a fear that she was intruding. Your past is so much more interesting than most people!
I never told you this, but I researched you in part just so I
could tell John. She thought of leaving the Beck
house less and less these days, though the suitcase
remained packed underneath her creaky bed. Without
inquiring into the correctness of the latter part of the story, it may be sufficient to
state, that Black Mary was a person in whom Jack Sheppard thought he could
confide, and, as Edgeworth Bess was incapable of much further exertion, he
determined to leave her in the old woman's care till the following night, while he
shifted for himself and fulfilled his design—for, however rash or hazardous a
project might be, if once conceived, Jack always executed it,—of visiting
Jonathan Wild at his house in the Old Bailey.
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