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" "Does that villain still maintain his power?" asked the stranger sternly. "What shall we do, Poll?" hesitated Edgeworth Bess. Leonardo had taught her pretty well everything she could have need to know, when they had talked long at his bedside. "Too late, master," replied the landlord of the Trumpeter, in a surly tone, for he did not much like the appearance of his customer; "just shut up shop. Of this boy she had only caught a glimpse;—but that glimpse was sufficient to satisfy her it was her son,—and, if she could have questioned her own instinctive love, she could not question her antipathy, when she beheld, partly concealed by a pillar immediately in the rear of the woollen-draper, the dark figure and truculent features of Jonathan Wild.
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