Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the
crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going
back into the Avenue again. Take the one that struck
him at this moment. "Coming!—so is midnight—so is Jonathan Wild," retorted Jack, with a
significant look at Thames. ‘What would you do in Valade’s place?’
‘You mean, knowing that the girl was here and liable to queer my pitch?’
‘Precisely. The prison was
two stories high, with a flat roof surmounted by a gilt vane fashioned like a key;
and, possessing considerable internal accommodation, it had, in its day, lodged
some thousands of disorderly personages. A bad sign; it signified that the heart action was in a precarious state.
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