Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand,
only now realising that her dagger had found its mark. He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement
and summoned a fiacre. One or
two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with
rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened
for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other,
would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate. On the contrary, he was a universal favourite,
and numbered amongst his intimate acquaintances the choicest spirits of the
time,—Pope, Swift, Arbuthnot, and "all the better brothers. ‘Parbleu, the bullet is still inside you,’ Melusine guessed, remembering how
the Mother Abbess had diagnosed Leonardo’s suffering when he had first come
to the convent. . As she came close, he took a pace forward and seized her from behind, one
strong arm clamping her tight against his chest, the free hand seizing her about
the mouth, stifling the cry that gurgled in her throat. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called
Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from
Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel,
skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint
George's Fields. The last Meeting between Jack Sheppard and his Mother 419
XXIV.
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