That night in his den he smoked many pipes. Saw the villain through the
keyhole. ’
Taken aback, Gerald let out a short laugh. \"I'm not hungry either, I'm still worked up from that
game. "Plague on't!" added he: "I never meant to take your babby from you. "
Roused by this reflection, filled with the deepest anxiety for his mother, and
burning to be avenged upon Jonathan Wild, he grasped the iron bar, which, when
he sat down, he had laid upon his knees, and stepped quickly across the room. The times were such that, with the opinions he entertained, he could
not remain idle. His cigar burnt out
between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away.
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