"Dog!" cried Wild, freeing himself by a powerful effort, and dealing Jack a violent blow with the heavy bludgeon, which knocked him backwards, "you are not yet a match for Jonathan Wild. When the carpenter concluded his recital, Jonathan was for a moment lost in reflection. It was supposed he was drowned in crossing the river, as his body had never been found. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. There is light enough from the sun,’ she said, relieved.
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