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The chapel was again crowded with visitors, and every eye—even that of Jonathan Wild who had come thither to deride him,—was fixed upon him. " "Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily. " He shook his head. ‘Sleeping like a baby, he is. It seemed to her that it was her duty to get up and clamor to go home to her room, to protest against his advances as an insult. She got pregnant. It was a moment of breathless interest to all engaged in the attempt. Instead, her husband was probably wise. There's my thumb upon it.
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