The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself. She thought of the marvellous beauty of skin, and all the delightfulness of living texture. See paragraph 1. Her back arched slightly in response. “My husband!” she laughed a little derisively. The garrets were said to be tenanted by coiners, and artists employed in altering watches and jewelry; the cellars to be used as a magazine for stolen goods. He buys his own clothes, chooses his own company, makes his own way of living. You shall swing for this after next sessions, or my name's not Jonathan Wild.
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