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Updated: June 27, 2025
"I allude to an individual, who has since acquired an infamous notoriety as a thief-taker; but who, in those days, was himself the associate of thieves." "Well, Sir, his name?" "Jonathan Wild." "'Sblood!" cried Jackson, rising, "I can't sit still and hear Mr. Wild, whom I believe to be as honest a gentleman as any in the kingdom, calumniated!"
Jonathan's eyes glistened as he told over the notes. "You've given me more than the amount, Sir Rowland," he said, after he had twice counted them, "or I've missed my reckoning. There's a hundred pounds too much." "Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. "I'll place it to your account, Sir Rowland," answered the thief-taker, smiling significantly. "And now, shall we proceed to Queenhithe?"
It was, therefore, with great pleasure that, on his return to his house from Kippletringan, he heard his servants announce hastily, 'that Mac-Guffog, the thief-taker, and twa or three concurrents, had a man in hands in the kitchen waiting for his honour. He instantly jumped from horseback, and hastened into the house.
Jonathan Wild The Great," distinctly the least liked of his four stories, because of its bitter irony, its almost savage tone, the gloom which surrounds the theme, a powerful, full-length portrayal of a famous thief-taker of the period, from his birth to his bad end on a Newgate gallows. Mr. Wild is a sort of foreglimpse of the Sherlock Holmes-Raffles of our own day.
As he looked in this direction, Wild gave him a significant wink, the meaning of which he was not slow to comprehend. "Get it over quickly," said Trenchard, in a whisper to the thief-taker. Jonathan nodded assent. "What's your name?" he said, addressing the audacious lad, who was looking about him as coolly as if nothing material was going on.
Taking advantage of his embarrassed position, Jonathan and his assistant rushed upon him, and disarmed him. "Thank you, Mrs. Sheppard," cried the thief-taker, as he slipped a pair of handcuffs over Jack's wrists, "for the help you have given us in capturing your son. Without you, we might have had some trouble."
Being what he was, he instantly would have appraised them for what they were had the meeting taken place in the dead vast and middle of Sahara's sandy wastes. Even the seasoned urbanite who is law-abiding and who has no cause to fear the thief-taker can pick out a detective halfway up the block.
While this was passing, Jonathan had ridden back to Marvel to tell him that all was ready, and to give him his last instructions. "You'll lose no time," said the thief-taker. "A hundred pounds if you do it quickly." "Rely on me," rejoined the executioner, throwing away his pipe, which was just finished.
He had originally devoted himself to the first; and probably his initiation in the mysteries of thieving qualified him to be peculiarly expert in the profession of a thief-taker a profession he had adopted, not from choice, but necessity.
It was instantly burst open, when the horrible stench that issued from it convinced them that it must be a receptacle for the murdered victims of the thief-taker. Holding a link into the place, which had the appearance of a deep pit, Blueskin noticed a body richly dressed.
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