Then I saw Mrs. ‘I don’t know that I dare. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. You see me here, an admitted failure in the object to which I have devoted two years of my life. ” “Wait? For what?” She replied. He was speechless. “Do you mean to say that you have been here ever since I came?” “I am afraid that I must confess it,” he answered. He touched her breast as if he was testing the waters of a cold lake. Fear nothing.
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