Her desires were not for riches. The constable, Sharples, is in my pay. Imagine her, putting herself to all this delay and
inconvenience for a young wastrel she did not know and who, the moment he
got on his feet, would doubtless pass out of her life without so much as Thank
you! And it was ten to one that she would not comprehend the ingratitude. “So Cheveney was her friend, you think, eh?” he remarked. "
The thief-taker's residence was a large dismal-looking, habitation, separated
from the street by a flagged court-yard, and defended from general approach by
an iron railing. “He and I don’t seem to get on
at all with our fellow-guests, as Mrs. Take care he don't see you,—and bring me word where he goes,
and what he does. Manning, with a baffling smile.
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