“I do not blame him. He stopped abruptly. She unlaced his pants and slid them down his hips, examining him as he stood before her naked. ‘That’s not much comfort. I next proceeded to Jenny Bunch's, the Ship, in Trig Lane—there I got the same answer. You come to England, and hide in a secret convent in London. The girl’s eyes never left his face. Old Newgate 302 X. That is why I ask you.
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