I overheard Jonathan Wild's instructions to Quilt Arnold, and though he spoke in slang, and in an under tone, my quick ears, and acquaintance with the thieves' lingo, enabled me to make out every word he uttered. ‘I should not dream of forcing my attentions on you. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. Voilà tout, as Melusine herself would say. “What were you doing?” Her voice was a little hysterical.
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