Sally had been very useful to Rofflash in disposing of some of the trophies of his exploits on the Bath Road.

The highwayman never grumbled at whatever commission she chose to take and the arrangement was to their mutual advantage.
Sally took the pearls and stroked their smooth surfaces lovingly.
"It's a shame to part with 'em." "Aye, they'd look brave on your neck, sweetheart." "No.

I'm as loth to travel to Tyburn as you.

Every fine woman of quality knows the Wendover pearls.

I'd be marked at the first ridotto or masquerade I showed my face in.