” Ann Veronica responded with conviction: “I wish so, too. Thankfully only the children were home, so there was no one to take active notice that she had been accompanied on her way home from school. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. Entering London, he bent his way towards the west-end; and having some knowledge of a secondhand tailor's shop in Rupert Street, proceeded thither, and looked out a handsome suit of mourning, with a sword, cloak, and hat, and demanded the price. Drink, and no sustaining food. “If I thought for a moment that there was any chance of a relapse, I should stop here and tell him the truth even now. " "That boy'll never rest till he finds his vay to Bridewell," observed Sharples.
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