At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread. “Damn!” said Ann Veronica to herself, rousing herself for a conflict. She hesitated about her name, and, being prompted, gave it at last as Ann Veronica Smith, 107A, Chancery Lane. He halted,—looked fearfully around,—stopped again, and exclaimed aloud, "I don't like the job; and yet it must be done, or Mr. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood— remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief. In consequence of the encouragement thus offered to dishonesty, and the security afforded to crime, this quarter of the Borough of Southwark was accounted (at the period of our narrative) the grand receptacle of the superfluous villainy of the metropolis. I know.
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