Stanley, “very strongly. . The shouts drew nearer, and lights were seen flashing ruddily against the sides and gables of the neighbouring houses. I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. 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. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. God bless you, Auntie! I'll go into the mills and make pulp with my bare hands, if you want me to.
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