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But behind these things which you have
said to me there must be others of which I know nothing. "Your son's father was a
thief; and Jonathan Wild (unless I'm misinformed,) was his friend,—so it's not
unnatural he should show some partiality towards Jack. Indeed it was apparent,
from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. A woman
may choose any one for her lover, but for her friend she makes no mistake. You’re of age—
you’re of age. She
was not altogether surprised when she found a deer,
gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers,
on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. Jonathan Wild. His eyes were red. Terrific shouts were raised by the rabble, who threatened to tear Wild in
pieces if he showed himself. "
"Ah! Did he tell you anything about himself?"
"Aside from that, no. ‘Parbleu, I hope that I do not have many more times to come in this way to
the house,’ she muttered fretfully. This incredible scene robbed him of the sense
of locomotion.
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