Mind you don't stir till supper's over. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. Did you not hear the shot?’ ‘I ain’t saying as I didn’t hear no shot,’ Trodger said carefully, peering at her out of eyes narrowed with interest, ‘but what I do say is, it’s mighty peculiar you saying as how there’s a Frenchman in the case, when it’s as plain as the nose on your face that you’re a Frenchwoman yourself. ’ Trodger eyed her with suspicion. Now, however, as Gerald watched them, their heads were together and they were murmuring in French. The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark. “Come sit with me, beautiful. ’ ‘Have no fear. It's certain. Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived.
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