”
Anna glanced momentarily towards her sister, but Annabel neither spoke nor
moved. “Go on!” she commanded. Probably something he had eaten. She could no longer wait. She had resisted as long as she
could; then she had stolen over. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy
freshness. "Do you take me for a thiefcatcher, like Jonathan Wild, that you dare to affront me by such a proposal?"
"No offence, Sir," rejoined the jailer, humbly. The entrance of the house
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was grand, and upon entering she was immediately
greeted by John’s mother, a tall, thin woman quite a few
years older than Cathy Beck. ”
“You have not told me yet,” Annabel said, “how it is that you have dared to
personate me. He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,—
as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to
the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he
were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. "He has passed this way," cried Jonathan, exultingly; "I
have him safe enough. ‘But if you must fight so furiously,
I don’t see how I can promise not to do it again. “I regret that you should ever have proposed it,” he went on.
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