Sheppard, a matron offered to conduct him to her cell. ToC
Scarcely an hour after the horrible occurrence just related, as Jonathan Wild was
seated in the audience-chamber of his residence at the Old Bailey, occupied, like
Peachum, (for whose portrait he sat,) with his account-books and registers, he
was interrupted by the sudden entrance of Quilt Arnold, who announced Jack
Sheppard and Blueskin. Women are made like the potter’s vessels
—either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. "How have you managed to
communicate with him?"
Abraham, who had listened attentively to the foregoing conversation,—not a
word of which escaped him,—now drew in his breath, and brought his ear closer
to the boards. “Thank you. The Northern Ocean keeps a
secret better than the Thames, Sir Rowland. ‘But there is
something still I do not understand. ”
“I don’t care how we meet,” she said. "What is he gone there for?"
"With a message to the turnkey to look after his prisoner," replied Wild, with a
cunning smile.
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