At the opening of the van doors and the emergence into the fresh air Ann Veronica’s doubt and depression gave place to the wildest exhilaration. " "Till midnight," replied Jack. "Let us hope that, like her who 'loved much,' her sins are forgiven her. It was the grand nursery of vice. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. ‘No, no, I am convinced your very first theory was right. The clerk at the Raffles Hotel had accorded her but scant interest. “What do you want to go out here for, Lucy?” He 217 asked. ” “I’ll try not to see him again,” said Ann Veronica. Their subsequent conversation is outside the scope of our story. Her father and her husband, who had both been a little pale at their first encounter, were growing now just faintly flushed. Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard.
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