Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. Wood fancied he heard the exulting laugh of Jonathan Wild. ‘What is it?’ asked Roding. “You remind me of a little blue stone I had once. Her anger died and she eyed him. A moment afterwards, the door was closed and bolted, and the carpenter found himself alone. "I had no thought of injuring your wife, and would have died rather than commit so foul a crime. . Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. How Jonathan Wild's House was burnt down 458 XXXI. " "You terrify me," cried Mrs.
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