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Too late he saw his error. The pair then
descended Saffron-hill, threaded Field-lane, and, entering Holborn, passed over
the little bridge which then crossed the muddy waters of Fleet-ditch, mounted
Snow-hill, and soon drew in the bridle before Jonathan Wild's door. “You’ll have to take her!” shouted an inspector on horseback, and she echoed
his cry: “You’ll have to take me!” They seized upon her and lifted her, and she
screamed. I’ve had it,
Sheila. “Why not?” he exclaimed. She let him have it all, as it was,
after all, for the last time. Everybody who’s going to develop into a woman. You should have confided in me, and fallen in with my plan at the beginning. CHAPTER VIII.
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