’ She moved quickly to the nearest bookcase, and listened intently to the sound of Jack’s voice. " "Where are the assassins?" cried Sheppard. " "Where are they?" "Ay, where are they?" chorussed the mob, flourishing their various weapons, and flashing their torches in the air; "we'll starve 'em out. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. I am sorry that I do not know any one in London. "Only Jack's two wives—Edgeworth Bess and Poll Maggot," replied Austin, laughing. It is just the aim I have had in view all the time.
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