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She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to
say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. "
"Jonathan Wild was my husband's bitterest enemy," said Mrs. "
"Ay—ay," laughed Jonathan. "
"That's right," replied Wild, with a ghastly smile. ‘I must see the lady who is my
great-aunt. You’ll end
up dead, that’s what. ’ He
paused for the effect of his words to sink in, and then added, ‘Don’t be so ready
to show hackle. And, after all, a fine clear sky of bright colors
is the signal to come out of hiding and rejoice and go on with life. On a
bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side,
sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and
benevolence. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being
it.
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