There was a shrill cry, instantly succeeded by a deep splash. NOW it’s just as though you had grown up
suddenly. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar
opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather
attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the
blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round
his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her
gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. "At a place we call the Dark House at Queenhithe," answered Jonathan, "a sort
of under-ground tavern or night-cellar, close to the river-side, and frequented by
the crew of the Dutch skipper, to whose care he's to be committed. There, in a little tea and sweetstuff shop, she bought and consumed slowly and absent-mindedly the
insufficient nourishment that is natural to her sex on such occasions. Sheppard, and neither deserve nor desire your thanks. You've heard the news, I suppose?"
"That the death warrant's arrived," returned Edgeworth Bess, bursting into a
flood of tears; "oh, yes! we've heard it.
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