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. "It's a pump, like an organ. . Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. So you, Jacques, must go and wait for me with the horse. She ought to be softened and tender and confidential at this phase of her life. If he recovers he may not accuse her. " "Then you will stay!" she cried, clapping her hands joyfully, "for I'm sure he won't part with you. Lost from all protection, all her family dead—as are mine.
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