She looked at her for a moment fixedly. She would be extraordinarily interesting as a metaphysical study. "A capital instrument for my purpose," thought Jack, shouldering it, "and worth all the trouble I have had in procuring it. Anna felt that her words had become charged with a fuller and more subtle meaning than any which she had intended to impart. She was leaning over him and he smelled her like he had never smelled anyone before. Without inquiring into the correctness of the latter part of the story, it may be sufficient to state, that Black Mary was a person in whom Jack Sheppard thought he could confide, and, as Edgeworth Bess was incapable of much further exertion, he determined to leave her in the old woman's care till the following night, while he shifted for himself and fulfilled his design—for, however rash or hazardous a project might be, if once conceived, Jack always executed it,—of visiting Jonathan Wild at his house in the Old Bailey. " "Who told you this is his portrait?" demanded Trenchard. His breakfast despatched, which he ate with a wolfish appetite, he walked over to Newgate, chuckling as he went at the consternation which his appearance would create amongst the turnkeys. The movement was fatal to her son. "If you loiter in this way, old Wood will catch us. " "I fancied I heard voices," rejoined Sir Rowland.
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