Before Wood had time to inquire into the cause of this sound, his attention was diverted by a man, who rushed past the entry with the swiftness of desperation. "Nothing whatever," rejoined the thief-taker, coldly. At Anna’s words she seemed suddenly to stiffen. F. She has power over men’s fates in more ways than one. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. " This readiness to surrender the coat to her surprised Ruth. Sheppard," replied Jonathan, mysteriously. 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. The atmosphere at dinner was not propitious. "Again," cried Jonathan, sternly: "beware!" "What!" vociferated Trenchard.
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