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" "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. If I'd been in the way, instead of Jonathan Wild, that accident wouldn't have happened. " "What am I to do to earn it?" asked Blueskin, with a disgusting leer,—"cut a throat—or throw myself at your feet—eh, my dear?" "Give me that child," returned the lady, with difficulty overcoming the loathing inspired by the ruffian's familiarity.

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