His head was small and bullet-shaped,
and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his
temples. In this way he crossed one or two public gardens and a
bowling-green,—the neighbourhood of Clerkenwell then abounded in such
places of amusement,—passed the noted Ducking Pond, where Black Mary had
been frequently immersed; and, striking off to the left across the fields, arrived in
a few minutes at his destination. "And so you'll turn highwayman, will you, you young dog?" continued the
carpenter, cuffing him soundly,—"rob the mails, like Jack Hall, I suppose. There was a strained, eager expression on his face. "
"My coat, please. "
"Ay, and there's my liver. The lonely widows of robber
barons found him irresistible and he was the guest of
many a fine table. \"
\"Okay, Burger King it is then.
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