It was, in fact, a group of interests quite unlike any other group, peculiar and special, and one to be thoroughly ashamed of. The nurse sent for him as soon as she saw that you were conscious. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. Jonathan Wild must have stolen it from her. “That is as you will,” she said. So Ruth returned to her room and sorted the books and magazines the doctor had loaned her, inspected the titles and searched for pictures.
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