"Your son's father was a thief; and Jonathan Wild (unless I'm misinformed,) was his friend,—so it's not unnatural he should show some partiality towards Jack. Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived. His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. For fifteen years!—so long as I can remember! All I wanted was a little love, a caress now and then. He was asleep. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. I struck him across the mouth, and across the eyes. But I never found any truth in the saying. "Close the doors below! Loose the dogs! Curses! they don't hear me! I'll ring the alarm-bell.
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