The clanking of chains, the
grating of locks, and the rumbling of bolts must have been music in Jonathan's
ears, so much pains did he take to subject himself to such sounds. "
"Not now—not now!" she returned, with a shudder. “A modern girl does understand these terms. And he unsheathed his sword. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate
never crossed its threshold. “Believe me, I know. The only circumstance which served to awaken
a darker feeling in his breast was, that his implacable foe Jonathan Wild had
survived the wound inflicted by Blueskin, and was slowly recovering. The stage manager came out
from the wings, and taking her hand led her off. I
should only disappoint you terribly some day.
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