The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark. "Water!" he gasped. I can no longer bear to address you by that formal madame. "He has quite the air of one. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. . " "How have you procured these things?" asked Thames, in the utmost astonishment. "Off with him to Newgate!" cried Jonathan. " "What right have you to suppose this, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, sternly.
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