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"Jonathan Wild shall find it's not easy to detain me. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. "What are you waiting for?" asked Jack, impatiently. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. " "From some of your associates?" "From your uncle, from my uncle,—Sir Rowland Trenchard. “I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words.
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