"My child! my child!" exclaimed Mrs. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. "It is easy to make an assertion like this," said Thames, contemptuously. ‘How dull it must have been for
you, poor little one. “I have spoken too many truths to-night. I’ll take over here. "To be
sure, it's not surprising the poor little thing should be so marked; for, when I lay
in the women-felons' ward in Newgate, where he first saw the light, or at least
such light as ever finds entrance into that gloomy place, I had nothing, whether
sleeping or waking, but halters, and gibbets, and coffins, and such like horrible
visions, for ever dancing round me! And then, you know, Sir—but, perhaps, you
don't know that little Jack was born, a month before his time, on the very day his
poor father suffered. He would pull this young fellow back;
but later he knew that he would have to fight the boy's lack of will to live. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a
prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band.
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