"I guess who you mean," rejoined Shotbolt. In this way he crossed one or two public gardens and a bowling-green,—the neighbourhood of Clerkenwell then abounded in such places of amusement,—passed the noted Ducking Pond, where Black Mary had been frequently immersed; and, striking off to the left across the fields, arrived in a few minutes at his destination. “Well?” she said. " Starting at a rapid pace in the direction of the Old Bailey, and crossing Fleet Bridge, "for oyster tubs renowned," the trio skirted the right bank of the muddy stream until they reached Fleet Lane, up which they hurried. \"Where are you going?\" She cried. Wood's house at Dollis Hill on Tuesday'—that's two days ago,—'hasn't been heard of since. \" She said, looking beside him at a taller boy who appeared to be bored. But it doesn’t alter the situation.
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