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" Here the chapmen set up another boisterous peal. " "Then I must wait a long time," grumbled Blueskin. Three times she escaped. He really deserves a better fate, does he not? He is so beautifully persistent. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. If only this man had been her father! The world would have meant nothing; the island would have been wide enough. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness.
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