The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. He had just arrived from Manchester, whence he had been summoned by that treacherous thief-taker. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. "It was given me by a man who was drinking t'other night with Blueskin at the Lion! and who, though he slouched his hat over his eyes, and muffled his chin in a handkerchief, must have been Jonathan Wild. And when she learned that she had been doubly cheated, what then? His thoughts began to fall on her side of the scales, and his own misery grew lighter as he anticipated hers.
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