Only an undermaid I was then. On that night, I surrendered myself to Jonathan Wild, and became— what I am. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas cards, or teaching at a kindergarten. ‘What’s more,’ went on Martha, ‘I knew something Mr Charvill didn’t, or he wouldn’t so readily have left it behind him. It was possible that his first impressions had not been correct.
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