The first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood, the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me. Murder had become nothing to her. Or else I would have finished him. Believe me, it will be better by far that you should consent to marry me. “It’s the centre of the intellectuals. At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread. But if I were you, I shouldn't warn Spurlock. " "If I ask you to part with him, my good woman, it's to better his condition, I suppose, ain't it?" rejoined Wood angrily; for, though he had no serious intention of carrying his proposal into effect, he was rather offended at having it declined. This horrible piece of deformity, who acted as drawer and cellarman, and was a constant butt to the small wits of the jail, was nicknamed the Black Dog of Newgate.
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