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Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. ‘Get the swords!’ ‘I’ll see to him. I don’t want to get old or to watch my kids get married or retire. I’ve got to have you, and by God I will. The newcomer stopped short upon the threshold. “If my own mother was alive,” sobbed Ann Veronica, “she would understand. Down that on the right the young culprit was dragged—along that on the left a fainting woman was borne in the arms of several females. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. The wine bubbled and seethed; and the exquisite bouquet of oranges permeated the room. ” She laughed heartily, and became as suddenly grave. "No," replied Jonathan, with a brutal laugh. "I should think so," responded the lethargic turnkey, with a yawn.
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