The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. I was once a disciple of Saint Peter myself, and speak from experience. ” Cathy hugged her. You women, with your tricks of evasion, you’re a sex of swindlers. I've delivered Jack Sheppard from many an assault.
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