My name is Wild— Jonathan Wild. ‘Though we might have done, if a certain addlepated clothhead hadn’t let her get away. Black blood and white bone flew into the corners of the crypt, slathering the dead faces of the corpses left piled in the corner. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. Solomon Smith, chapmen, (or what in modern vulgar parlance would be termed bagmen) travelling to procure orders for the house of an eminent cloth manufacturer in Manchester. " "Curse your reward!" exclaimed Kneebone, angrily. They then took off their boots, and crept stealthily up stairs, treading upon the point of their toes so cautiously, that not a board creaked beneath their weight.
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