B. She attacked me with a carving-knife, and, when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. Imbecile. To-night all this may seem hard and cruel. But the fall was too great, and he abandoned the attempt. On the same day, moreover, which, by a curious coincidence, was the birthday of the Chevalier de Saint George, mobs were collected together in the streets, and the health of that prince was publicly drunk under the title of James the Third; while, in many country towns, the bells were rung, and rejoicings held, as if for a reigning monarch:—the cry of the populace almost universally being, "No King George, but a Stuart!" The adherents of the Chevalier de Saint George, we have said, were lavish in promises to their proselytes. The moment I entered the room, and found you a prisoner in the hands of Jonathan Wild, I guessed how matters stood, and acted accordingly. She felt a new warmth in her blood, a strange sense of elation crept over her. When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit. I know all about it.
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