And you shall
have a share of the gold for yourself. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked
the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. The expression, however,
which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound
melancholy. "Neither man nor woman shall apply that term to
me. But how to avail himself of it was the question, for in his present garb he
was sure to be recognised. He is extremely
old—forty at least—and he has a belly excessively fat. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you
had only to turn to a certain page. ”
Annabel looked down. Now when I tell you exactly the
truth, you will also not believe me. The moment I entered the room, and found you a prisoner in the hands
of Jonathan Wild, I guessed how matters stood, and acted accordingly.
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