Edgeworth Bess and Poll Maggot are dying to see you. If only we are not divided. She pulled away from him, placing her fingers on his lips for a moment. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. I have healed and I am still your wife!\" She looked at him desperately, his eyes illuminated by firelight. "Only Jack's two wives—Edgeworth Bess and Poll Maggot," replied Austin, laughing. "To be sure, it's not surprising the poor little thing should be so marked; for, when I lay in the women-felons' ward in Newgate, where he first saw the light, or at least such light as ever finds entrance into that gloomy place, I had nothing, whether sleeping or waking, but halters, and gibbets, and coffins, and such like horrible visions, for ever dancing round me! And then, you know, Sir—but, perhaps, you don't know that little Jack was born, a month before his time, on the very day his poor father suffered. The cause of this uproar was soon manifest.
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