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“There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. My heart would speak if it could, for it is very full. The chromatic fiction with which he relieved his mind glanced but slightly at this aspect of life, and never with any quality of guidance. Without inquiring into the correctness of the latter part of the story, it may be sufficient to state, that Black Mary was a person in whom Jack Sheppard thought he could confide, and, as Edgeworth Bess was incapable of much further exertion, he determined to leave her in the old woman's care till the following night, while he shifted for himself and fulfilled his design—for, however rash or hazardous a project might be, if once conceived, Jack always executed it,—of visiting Jonathan Wild at his house in the Old Bailey. I am determined to fight my own little battle with the world —there must be a place for me somewhere, and I mean to find it. "Only the dog," replied the rough tones of a man.
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