I’d ruin the things if I so much as touched one. “I don’t know why. I wish I could get you to imitate Thames Darrell. I like the way you shared it. “This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence. On that night, I surrendered myself to Jonathan Wild, and became— what I am. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it.
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