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It’s a lake among precipices,
and there is a little inn where we can stay, and sit and eat our dinner at a pleasant
table that looks upon the lake. "Are you my son? Are you
Jack?"
"I am," replied Jack. I will shed
no more blood. "Tell him that I—his adopted son, Thames Darrell—
am detained here by Jonathan Wild. "You must make a bold push. The blinds were all drawn, the
sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. " Neither of the
parties outside bestowed much attention upon these stately and salubriouslysituated mansions; indeed, as it was now not far from ten o'clock, and quite dark,
they could scarcely discern them. "
"That's impossible," replied Jack. ” She implored him. "As long as you please, Sir," answered the matron, dropping a curtsey. ‘But it is not on the horse at all, Jacques. It is no crime, none at all. The world is
known to you.
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