At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. You are not unlike Pandora. Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard. "Drink this," cried Jonathan, handing her the cup.
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