ToC On the night of Friday, the 26th of November, 1703, and at the hour of eleven, the door of a miserable habitation, situated in an obscure quarter of the Borough of Southwark, known as the Old Mint, was opened; and a man, with a lantern in his hand, appeared at the threshold. Sheppard, faintly. " "But you will,—won't you?" she rejoined, looking him coaxingly in the face. Get out your pad and pencil. These were so outside her experience that she found it possible to thrust them almost out of sight by saying they would be “all right” in confident tones to herself. . She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight. “Do not be frightened, dear,” she said. She donned her fuzzy slippers and traipsed downstairs, the welcoming smell of coffee beckoning her, the sound of Looney Toons music barely audible from the television set.
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