Well, I don't blame you on that ground. "Dog!" cried Wild, freeing himself by a powerful effort, and dealing Jack a
violent blow with the heavy bludgeon, which knocked him backwards, "you are
not yet a match for Jonathan Wild. So
here I am, king of all I survey, with a predilection for poker, a scorched liver, and
a piano-player. Exerting all his energies, and using the bar as a lever, he forced
off the iron band, which was full seven feet high, seven inches wide, and two
thick, and which brought with it in its fall the box of the lock and the socket of
the bolt, leaving no further hinderance. Perhaps what I need is something to bite in. Totally disregarding the pain, he
picked up the nail, and reserved it for future use.
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