She saw herself in very much Vivie’s position—managing something. "I could almost find in my heart to quarrel with Jack Sheppard for occasioning you so much pain," observed little Winifred Wood, as, having completed her ministration to the best of her ability, she helped Thames on with his coat. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. The prostitute’s attack was predictable, typical. “My dear child,” he said, “with me you need have no apprehension. Perhaps once it had desired some other human being intolerably. I want her to get forward, to set her among people who'll understand what to do with her.
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