You're the first widow I ever heard of who could withstand that lure. “I’m not going to kill you, John. . “Nothing so base. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. He has helped me out of scrapes though, no end of times. They seem to spend their time yawning and inspecting their neighbour’s dresses through those hateful glasses.
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