To this Jack replied, that he should be perfectly contented, provided he might have a small allowance of gin. My father's chief fear, I must tell you, is from the baneful influence of Jonathan Wild. From this peaceful scene Jack's eye fell upon Jonathan, who, seated upon the stile, under the shade of an elder tree, was evidently watching him. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. Still, something had marked the face, something had left an indelible touch. And I have no doubt at all that there is a great deal of money in the case. Not I. He took a sip of punch and commenced his relation.
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