” Ann Veronica remained anxious to hear more of her sister’s story from her father’s point of view, but he did not go on. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. She flew up the covered stairs and knocked upon his door. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. Well, whenever you say, I promise to do away with the mystery. . "Jonathan Wild and Blueskin have got him into their hands," continued Mrs. I swore I would bring your husband to the gallows,—would plunge you in such want, such distress, that you should have no alternative but the last frightful resource of misery,—and I also swore, that if you had a son he should share the same fate as his father. ” Ennison shrugged his shoulders. " Starting at a rapid pace in the direction of the Old Bailey, and crossing Fleet Bridge, "for oyster tubs renowned," the trio skirted the right bank of the muddy stream until they reached Fleet Lane, up which they hurried.
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