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"Your son's father was a thief; and Jonathan Wild (unless I'm misinformed,) was his friend,—so it's not unnatural he should show some partiality towards Jack. It melted her heart. And imprinting a kiss upon his mother's cold lips, he left the room. My heart misgives me. Then perhaps it is Prudence?’ ‘Oh la la! That is not me at all.
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