"Stop thief!" roared Jonathan, who perceived the fugitive hurrying along a street towards Hatton Garden. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. "Hush!" said she, in a low, but agitated voice; "would you earn this purse?" "I've no objection," replied Blueskin, in a tone intended to be gentle, but which sounded like the murmuring whine of a playful bear.
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