" "Do you think so?" replied Kneebone, taking it off, and placing it on her finger, which he took the opportunity of kissing at the same time; "wear it for my sake. She felt like a dried-up old woman. I thought Bess would have cried her pretty eyes out when she heard you was nabbed. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. Stanley, “Mr. His guardian angel warned Spurlock to speak carefully. Sheppard, meekly. " "Of course—of course," returned Wood, hastily; "anything's better than that. Infested by every description of vagabond and miscreant, it was, perhaps, a few degrees worse than the rookery near Saint Giles's and the desperate neighbourhood of Saffron Hill in our own time.
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