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To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. "I haven't quite recovered the fright I got in the Vell-Hole," replied Abraham. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. ” “You like me?” “Yes. Gerald reached out a hand to stop her. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be.
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