One post-midnight meeting, she could stand it no longer. “Hainault, Celeste’s friend. " "I don't wonder at it," rejoined Gay. She was silent, the ghost of a fading smile passed from her lips. But, by Jove! you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their hair. ’ ‘Yes, but I’m hanged if I see what your game is. The executioner shook his head. "Your gratitude will vanish with your danger. Some years ago, in 1715, just before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party, and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to escape with my head upon my shoulders. There's the paragraph.
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