‘Don’t fob me off, boy. And it’s like the petals falling from a flower. The account of the discovery of Sir Rowland's murder filled Winifred with alarm; but when she learnt what had befallen Thames—how he had been stricken down by the thief-taker's bludgeon, and left for dead, she uttered a piercing scream, fainted, and would have fallen, if Jack had not caught her in his arms. We shall have him on his return. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. You have never felt the hearts of all hardened against you; have never heard the jeer or curse from every lip; nor endured the insult and the blow from every hand. Her prevailing effect was one of quiet and complete assurance, as though she knew all about everything, and was only restrained by her instinctive delicacy from telling what she knew. All this was exciting and entertaining. That is where life takes advantage of youth. Rummage, my boy, do.
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