‘What a catalogue. "
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. "I
am innocent, f have stolen nothing. He had been ill; no
matter about that: he recollected every thought that had led up to it and every act
that had consummated the deed. Having now fairly got out of Newgate for the second time, with a heart
throbbing with exultation, he hastened to make good his escape. I suppose that’s the gist of the whole thing. The
hurricane appeared to have raged in this quarter with tenfold fury. “I suppose you could at
least tune it for us if you know how to play.
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