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Chapter Three
Captain Hilary Roding listened with only half an ear to the long-winded report
being given by Sergeant Trodger, his idle gaze wandering over the congested
traffic of Piccadilly and the many pedestrians weaving a hazardous path through
it. Were I not
Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard. His eyes swept down and Melusine felt the
quiver at her lips where he gazed. And she was as shrewd as
they come. Tell me, Sir," she added, with forced calmness, and grasping Wood's arm;
"what has Jack done? Tell me in a word, that I may know the worst. I have
established a fine trade. “What do you mean?” Lucy asked. Give me the books. ’
‘But I am not stopping you from carrying on your business. ’
‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently
as much as you please. ‘Now then, where did you
spring from?’
‘Do not concern yourself from where I come,’ Melusine snapped. Instead her
point disengaged, dropped, and then the sword came up again and banged, flatbladed, onto Gosse’s wrist with such force that his own blade dropped from his
grasp. "The danger's past," whispered Bess. The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the
night.
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