She had a few acquaintances, English gentlemen, but she lived with her sister—was a lady. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. ” She removed some posters from a chair, and seated herself coolly. Fortescue?” “At your service. "The warrant for his execution is arrived. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. ” He looked at her thoughtfully. And no ill-chances. The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark. The packets were hastily broken open; and, while Wood was absorbed in the perusal of the despatch addressed to him by Sir Rowland, Thames sought out, and found the letter which he had been prevented from finishing on the fatal night at Jonathan Wild's.
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