I was raised in the Church. We’ll be somewhere on the floor above. Wood, who had been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was neglecting his employment. ‘So this is Pottiswick’s French spy. I believed I was strong enough to go on in silence; but I'm human like everybody else. A neat tale, giving little away. "Wasn't he in some way connected with the Jacobite plots?" "He was," replied Thames. Against the walls hung an assortment of staves, brown-bills, (weapons then borne by the watch,) muskets, handcuffs, great-coats, and lanterns.
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