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Stanley, having pretended to linger to smoke, fled suddenly up-stairs to petrography, and when Veronica tapped he answered through the locked door, “Go away, Vee! I’m busy,” and made a lapidary’s wheel buzz loudly. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases. After this occurence, not a word was exchanged between them until they came in sight of the sloop, which was lying at anchor off Wapping. "Somebody ought to get hold of that young man," said Prudence, grimly, as she nodded in Spurlock's direction. Between the two officers, with their arms linked in his, Jack Sheppard was conducted to the cart. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. It would be a great matter, I must own, to bring Jonathan Wild to justice. . \"Where have you been, young lady?\" Mike crooned, a large grin on his fat Irish face. I might as well try to build a ladder to heaven. Sheppard," continued Jonathan; "after we've disposed of Thames Darrell, I'll visit her in Bedlam; and, as I understand I form one of her chief terrors, I'll give her such a fright that I'll engage she shan't long survive it.
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