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. So long. “Oh! please don’t lose yourself in a wilderness of secondary considerations,”
she said. “He spends hours of every day on the pavement below,” Anna answered calmly. “Stop! Don’t put your face there. When she awoke, she felt sick, her mouth still
salty with blood. ‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. “Go on!”
“You know—in Paris they coupled my name with some one’s—an
Englishman’s. The man could
put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. “It is like old times,” she said, “to hear these home truths.
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