" "Ha!" exclaimed Jonathan, with a sudden vehemence that electrified the chief turnkey; "what's this! a spike gone! 'Sdeath! the women, you say, have been here. Saint Giles's Round-house. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. "My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and bursting into tears. Nobody can trust you. The turning of the key startled her, but she did not see how she could make an objection. I shall charge you five per cent.
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