"So, stir your stumps, Saint Giles; and, if you mean to lock us up, use despatch. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. . ’ She spread her hands. And then all her restlessness was turned to joy. ToC After a few minutes' rapid walking, during which neither party uttered a word, Jonathan Wild and his companion had passed Saint Paul's, dived down a thoroughfare on the right, and reached Thames Street.
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