ToC
In a hollow in the meadows behind the prison whence Jack Sheppard had
escaped,—for, at this time, the whole of the now thickly-peopled district north of
Clerkenwell Bridewell was open country, stretching out in fertile fields in the
direction of Islington—and about a quarter of a mile off, stood a solitary hovel,
known as Black Mary's Hole. Ann Veronica was
carried off her intellectual and critical feet by it altogether, and applauded and
uttered cries that subsequent reflection failed to endorse. Rowland, meantime, alarmed by the voices, snatched a torch from his attendant,
and holding it over the side of the wherry, witnessed the incident just described. Pretty good stuff, some of it. I pledged my
thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as
good as my word. Even if she has to work two jobs to do it. She had delicate oval features, light, laughing blue eyes, a pretty nez
retroussé, (why have we not the term, since we have the best specimens of the
feature?) teeth of pearly whiteness, and a brilliant complexion, set off by rich
auburn hair, a very white neck and shoulders,—the latter, perhaps, a trifle too
much exposed. Gerald began to ease forward, deciding just how he would accost her. She went to the basement and shed her sodden coat
and scarf, tossing them into her favorite modern
appliance, the electric dryer. “I’ve been playing since I was five, Lucy! You’re just
more talented than I am. ’
‘Ah, that was an affair altogether different,’ she explained and fluttered her
long lashes at him.
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