ToC On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven, the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in his hand, appeared at the threshold. I want to get away—to go to London. Or, if you were about to embark upon a nautical career, here was all the information required. At the threshold of the study he bade her good-night; but he did not touch her forehead with his lips. “You won’t give me away, Anna. " He summoned another "boy" and rumbled some Cantonese. ‘I am sure you will. ’ What would you tell her?” “If she asked advice, I should say she wasn’t fit to do anything of the sort. I could see his little animal brain churning away, inventing plans for me, formulating his revenge.
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