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"Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. I should be sorry if Shotbolt got the reward. Again returning to the main road, he
passed through Clapton; and turning off on the left, arrived at the foot of
Stamford Hill. ‘Hang it all, Mrs Sindlesham is right! You are two of a kind. Come!”
They went out together and he called a hansom. Go off and live together—until we can marry. He was no Hoddy, but a tremendous man, with hairy
arms and bearded face and drink-shattered intellect. . The rich, heavy
food sat in her stomach like so many soft pebbles. The pair then
descended Saffron-hill, threaded Field-lane, and, entering Holborn, passed over
the little bridge which then crossed the muddy waters of Fleet-ditch, mounted
Snow-hill, and soon drew in the bridle before Jonathan Wild's door.
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