The poor widow was thrown into an agony of distress on learning that a robbery had been committed, in which her son (for she could not doubt that Jack was one of the boys,) was implicated; nor was her anxiety alleviated by Mrs. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. “Gellett,” he called, “just come and clear up a mess, will you? I’ve smashed some things. My friend, I am only grieved that you of all others should have been so deceived. If not, I'll take a cheerful glass with you at the City of Oxford, on my way to Tyburn. They were so nearly alike that the difference would be due to a shaky hand.
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