Jonathan Wild's House in the Old Bailey. “All right, Dunster,” he said. Three
times she escaped. But here was a girl—she must be a girl,
since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably
and cleverly. Urging his steed along Oxford Road,—
as that great approach to the metropolis was then termed,—he soon passed
Marylebone Lane, beyond which, with the exception of a few scattered houses,
the country was completely open on the right, and laid out in pleasant fields and
gardens; nor did he draw in the rein until he arrived at Tyburn-gate, where,
before he turned off upon the Edgeware Road, he halted for a moment, to glance
at the place of execution.
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