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“You little wretch!” she exclaimed weakly. Wood fancied he heard the exulting laugh of Jonathan Wild. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas cards, or teaching at a kindergarten.
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