‘I never met a rat what wandered about the place with a lantern, I didn’t,’ grumbled the old lodgekeeper aggrievedly. She spoke with a certain odd deliberation carefully chosen words which fell like drops of ice upon the man who sat listening. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. His complexion was pale; and there was something sinister in the expression of his large black eyes. “I ate their mother first. For was not Gerald a gentleman? An Englishman, whose services any female—excluding her own self so idiote— would be very happy to have. That night a grave was dug in Willesden churchyard, next to that in which Mrs. "Old Van told me if he grew up he would be hanged. ” She replied. It surprises you.
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