They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. More strange stories were told of it than of any other house in London. " "Perhaps, I wasn't," returned Thames, gloomily, as the remembrance of Jonathan Wild's foul insinuation crossed him. I’ve—dreads. ” “Wait? For what?” She replied. “Yes. Manning relinquished his cup, and looked meaningly at Ann Veronica. Not many years ago, two men, employed on this duty, quarrelled during the night, and in the morning their bodies were found stretched upon the pavement of the yard beneath.
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