" "My turn comes before yours, Sir," interposed his better half. ‘But you know everything now,’ protested Hilary, keeping pace as Gerald took the stairs two at a time. As he was conveyed thither, an incident occurred that produced a considerable impression on the feelings of the youthful offender. "Where did you find it!" asked Wood. Anna leaned over so that he needed only to whisper. Ennison spoke at last. Without inquiring into the correctness of the latter part of the story, it may be sufficient to state, that Black Mary was a person in whom Jack Sheppard thought he could confide, and, as Edgeworth Bess was incapable of much further exertion, he determined to leave her in the old woman's care till the following night, while he shifted for himself and fulfilled his design—for, however rash or hazardous a project might be, if once conceived, Jack always executed it,—of visiting Jonathan Wild at his house in the Old Bailey. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. It frightened her to behold her heart and mind thus laid bare; but the chapter following would reassure her. This lapse was possibly due to her apparent determination to make full protest of Hilary’s conduct. Wood, who had been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was neglecting his employment. ‘But—’ ‘Nothing at all for you to worry your head over,’ said the captain, moving to try and usher her forth. For a long time to come that would naturally be the theme of any story he undertook to write. It is not for myself I fear. However this may be, such was the ill report of the place that few passed along the Old Bailey without bestowing a glance of fearful curiosity at its dingy walls, and wondering what was going on inside them; while fewer still, of those who paused at the door, read, without some internal trepidation, the formidable name—inscribed in large letters on its bright brass-plate—of JONATHAN WILD.
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