’ Gerald reached out and took her hand, enclosing it between both his own. This double buffetting had sharpened her shrewdness and insight. I always fall on my feet, you know. And now," she added, glancing contemptuously at the woollen-draper, "I'll go to Jack Sheppard. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap. His tone was rough, almost threatening. Maggot had disappeared.
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