Presently she became aware of footsteps hurrying after her, and glanced back
to find Miss Klegg, a little out of breath, in pursuit. Lost from all protection, all her
family dead—as are mine. The pair then
descended Saffron-hill, threaded Field-lane, and, entering Holborn, passed over
the little bridge which then crossed the muddy waters of Fleet-ditch, mounted
Snow-hill, and soon drew in the bridle before Jonathan Wild's door. She had
just managed to reach it, grabbing for the handle, when the enemy’s cracked
command halted her. " Ah Cum smiled. ‘You are jealous!’
‘Yes,’ he agreed simply. Kneebone's special consumption, she added a few
impromptu dishes, tossed off in her best style; such as lamb chops, broiled
kidneys, fried ham and eggs, and toasted cheese. Curses
light on the horse!" he added, seizing the bridle of his steed, who continued
snorting and shivering, as if still under the influence of some unaccountable
alarm; "what can ail him?"
"I know what ails him, your honour," rejoined the groom, riding up as he spoke;
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