"Leave me to my fate," rejoined Jack. "Take care of your charge."
"Doubt me not," replied Thames.
"Bury her in Willesden churchyard, as she requested, on Sunday," said Jack. "I will be there at the time."
So saying, he closed the door.
The coachman having received his order, and being offered an extra fare if he drove quickly, set off at full speed.
As Jack departed, a dark figure, emerging from behind a wall, rushed after him.