Ramage,” she said, clinging to her one point, “I want to get out of this
horrible little room. "
"Do you happen to know Jonathan Wild, master?" inquired Jack, altering his
tone, and assuming a more respectful demeanour. Ah, no, I have it wrong. But Bess could
scarcely summon resolution enough to hazard the experiment; and it was only on
Jack's urgent intreaties, and even threats, that she could be prevailed on to trust
herself to the frail tenure of the rope he had prepared. ‘Do you at least know how he came to be in a position to cheat Miss Charvill,
and to pass off his wife in her place?’
‘In her place?’ There was no mistaking the boy’s ignorance of this part of the
tale. She was to see
Capes to-morrow, but now, in this state of misery she had achieved, she felt
assured he would turn his back upon her, take no notice of her at all. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and
“Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you
back. Before midnight, I'll answer for it, it shall be done. "And the Marchioness is your daughter," added Thames.
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