The Leads 405 XXI. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. Remember what the conjuror said. What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. "Put down your burthen, monster!" shouted Wood, pointing an immense blunderbuss at him. Now he courted with “servants” which he often killed afterward. And what did she do? Not only did she cut his hand in her rage, but she refused to let him help her, and then she ran away from him.
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