‘Whereas my need was very great indeed. Give up your lonely hours of work here. Without waiting to have the information repeated, Wood rushed forth, determined as soon as he could procure assistance, to proceed to Jonathan Wild's house in the Old Bailey; while Mrs. " "I, Sir!—I swear——" "Tush!" interrupted Jonathan, harshly. ’ ‘The nuns?’ she said, gazing at him innocently. " "Then we won't even show you that mercy," retorted the thief-taker brutally. It isn't your duty. Only a book detective could dope this out. But a little daughter is one thing and a daughter quite another. When he awoke it was late in the day, and he was surprised to find Blueskin seated by his bedside, watching over him with a drawn sword on his knee, a pistol in each hand, and a blood-stained cloth bound across his brow. As Gosse pushed her around it, she felt his hold about her of necessity loosen slightly. Jonathan cast a hasty glance around, to see that all was properly arranged for his purpose; placed a chair with its back to the door; disposed the lights on the table so as to throw the entrance of the room more into shadow; and then flung himself into a seat to await Sir Rowland's arrival.
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