For a moment, Kneebone had hesitated about giving the signal to Shotbolt, but, thinking a more favourable opportunity might occur, he determined not to hazard matters by undue precipitation. But I see now. Breakfast was laid for one, a dish of fruit and a shining coffee equipage. Could you just let me in? I have a surprise for him. It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. You know the sort of thing. Few men could have done as much. ToC Tyburn was now at hand.
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