The Closing Scene 472 EPOCH THE FIRST. Listen, Jack. If Thames Darrell escapes, you will lose both life and property. He had diverged only a little from the truth when he said that his chief interest in life was women. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. Walpole, and then to Newgate. Austin, may repeat it if he pleases to his master, Jonathan Wild,—I have not. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. I'll call it my wedding gift. Wood, in his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle.
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