"Coming!—so is midnight—so is Jonathan Wild," retorted Jack, with a significant look at Thames. And I heard ‘Alcide’ sing, and that little dance she did. As it was feared that some mischief would ensue, Wild volunteered, if he were allowed a small body of men, to ride forward to Tyburn, and keep the ground clear until the arrival of the prisoner. I would be chased by every curious party on this planet, by vampireseekers, by witch-hunters, by researchers, you name it. Seemed like he knew so much—more than me, miss.
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