But in a moment she believed she understood. She took the piece of paper and unfolded it in the safety of her lap. Ramage,” she said, clinging to her one point, “I want to get out of this horrible little room. He will have it that I’ve taken leave of my senses. She wished he could smoke and dull his nerves a little. However this may be, such was the ill report of the place that few passed along the Old Bailey without bestowing a glance of fearful curiosity at its dingy walls, and wondering what was going on inside them; while fewer still, of those who paused at the door, read, without some internal trepidation, the formidable name—inscribed in large letters on its bright brass-plate—of JONATHAN WILD. “The man is dangerous. .
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