Jonathan mixed with the group, and, sure of his prey, abided his
time. "I thought I heard a scream. She was young and
bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long,
straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her
shoulders. The night his execution was therefore passed in a most anxious state of mind;
nor was his uneasiness allayed by the appearance of Jonathan Wild, who, after
he had been driven from the roof of the jail, repaired to the Middle Stone Ward
in a fit of ungovernable passion, to vent his rage upon the prisoner, whom he
looked upon as the cause of the present calamity. ’
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. The command was sullenly obeyed, for the fellow
did not appear to relish the rating. "What would my poor mother say to it?"
"I was sorry to see that about your mother, Jack," observed Hogarth.
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