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You are my prisoner, murderer. “Now I should like to know,” she said, looking at him with a quiet smile, “what you are doing here? It is not a particularly inspiring neighbourhood for walking about by yourself. But here I am to draw upon. Even to my own brother—if I had one—I could not tell everything, and you, although you are so kind, you are almost a stranger, aren’t you?” “No, no!” he protested. This was occasioned by Jonathan Wild, who was seen to mount his horse and join the train. You are alone in the world, you have no one save yourself to consider.
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