Don't build your hopes too high; but I will do what I can. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. "I cannot scare him thence. ‘Seems to me, missie, as you’re as dangerous a female as I’m like to see. You have been useful to me, or I would not have spared you thus long. ToC On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven, the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in his hand, appeared at the threshold. I'm sure he'll do his best to content you.
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