She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. Every inch of the house felt safe to her, small and welcoming. ‘I might have killed you,’ she snapped, ‘if only you did not say anything. Whatever she does is minimized. Figg," replied Jack, smiling; "for, before I'm taken to Tyburn, I mean to borrow a shirt for the occasion from you. But I won't be cheated of my prize. "Thank Heaven!" she gasped.
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