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" The girl smiled and began to munch a sandwich. She could learn nothing of her son, and only obtained one solitary piece of information, which added to, rather than alleviated her misery,—namely, that Jonathan Wild had paid a secret visit to the Cross Shovels. ‘It is not your affair. I met her when we were both very young, as young as you are. I have gone without dinner for three nights, and—come in. She could see that he was curious, so she sat upon him and they rocked back and forth. I’m that shamed to confess it, miss, but it were then I thought of Martha. She’s right upstairs.
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