’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and
addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his
own face. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and
addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near
Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously,
exercised a powerful effect upon him. . "I hear you plotting with your wicked associates," cried Mrs. ToC
Scarcely an hour after the horrible occurrence just related, as Jonathan Wild was
seated in the audience-chamber of his residence at the Old Bailey, occupied, like
Peachum, (for whose portrait he sat,) with his account-books and registers, he
was interrupted by the sudden entrance of Quilt Arnold, who announced Jack
Sheppard and Blueskin. Spurling," said Jonathan, who overheard the whisper, "you owe your
situation to me. "I suppose I must have been senseless
for some time; for, on coming to myself, I found this gash in my head, and the
ground covered with blood. He had heard nothing.
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