’ ‘This is not a new thing,’ Melusine snapped, goaded. If hopeless love for her made me a robber, it has also saved me many a crime. I should never have noticed the miniature at all, if it hadn't been for him. 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.
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