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The man was mad to marry me. Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard. You should have confided in me, and fallen in with my plan at the beginning. ’ Was there a careful note in her voice? Gerald gave no sign, keeping his own tone light. “Did she? I’m sorry, Mike. She saw marks in the dirt where he had been pacing. Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying you, when he grows old enough.
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