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“There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. She ran her gaze over him, and allowed her eyelashes to flutter down. " "This I do know," continued Jack,—"Jonathan Wild superintends the attack. The recollection was too painful, and he burst into an agony of tears. "Help!—murder!—thieves!" screamed Mrs.
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