”
Annabel pulled up her veil. It was her past now, not Annabel’s. "This she-devil has got hold of the sack. It’s a tremendous blow, of course—but it doesn’t kill me. I know you
are in Jonathan Wild's power, for I saw him near you in the church; and if ever
the enemy of mankind was permitted to take human form, I beheld him then. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing
over the means of her freedom. This formidable person, who was no other than the renowned Figg,
the "Atlas of the sword," as he is termed by Captain Godfrey, had removed his
hat and "skull covering," and was wiping the heat from his bepatched and closeshaven pate. ‘Who in the name of heaven is this Leonardo? And why did he kiss you?’
‘He was an Italian soldier, and he wanted to kiss me,’ Melusine said, goaded. But his eyes were on the Frenchman, and as Valade
moved up the other road a little way, the lad shifted alertly, and swiftly closed
the distance to the intersection. At the back of her mind, Melusine noted an odd look in the
boy’s face, but there was no time to explore it.
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