But although startled and clearly afraid, there was no self-consciousness in her gaze and she was standing her ground. On the way, he hired a chair with a couple of stout porters, and ordered them to follow him. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. But here,—even here, the demon was suffered to intrude, and Jack's thoughts were distracted by Jonathan Wild, who stood at a little distance from him, and kept his bloodthirsty eyes fixed on him during the whole of the service. . It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. As to following, there was no one. Ennison paused by the little gate.
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