But I waited in vain. I know nothing about this affair, but some one has been burning documents. Maggot, who promptly interposed her cudgel. "How so?" asked Wild, curiously. “We don’t let to ladies,” they said. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. ‘Oh, peste,’ she cried out in distressed tones. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. 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.
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