” “The faults are the best part of it,” said Ann Veronica; “why, even our little vicious strains run the same way. There were game watermen and game lightermen, heavy horsemen and light horsemen, scuffle-hunters, and long-apron men, lumpers, journeymen coopers, mud-larks, badgers, and ratcatchers—a race of dangerous vermin recently, in a great measure, extirpated by the vigilance of the Thames Police, but at this period flourishing in vast numbers. The likelihood is that I shan’t see the wench again. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. Then he went back to his rooms and lit a cigar. “Why, among other things, did I put my knuckles in his neck—deliberately to hurt him?” She tried to sound the humorous note. Scarcely any one noticed the full measure of her consternation. " "They may find me.
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