The concourse extended along Giltspur Street as far as Smithfield. This person—this Jonathan Wild, whom I beheld for the first time, scarcely an hour ago, in Wych Street, is—I know not why—my enemy. I'm a bit daffy about music. Around her neck was a little gold chain.
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