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"Was that thunder?" he faltered, as a terrible clap was heard overhead. She swallowed hard. "We never suffer him to mention Mr. She found presently she was out of the dock and confronted with the alternative of being bound over in one surety for the sum of forty pounds— whatever that might mean or a month’s imprisonment. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. " "Thank God for that!" ejaculated Mrs. ’ ‘What heir?’ ‘Exactly. He hanged your first husband.
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