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One night, about this time, just as Austin was about to lock the great gate, Jonathan Wild and his two janizaries entered the Lodge with a prisoner bound hand and foot. Guiltily, she felt very little for him, and yet she wondered what he would be like. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. I can't keep a good man beyond three pay-days.
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