Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. Please don’t let any one know that. Miss Mary to the life, I said, and so she is. It won't do to knock at the door, and Jonathan Wild's house is not quite so easy of entrance as Mr.
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