" Quitting the night-cellar, the trio soon arrived at the riverside. "I can't say I did," replied Wood, somewhat reluctantly; "what with the confusion incident to the storm, and the subsequent press of business, I put it off till it was too late. It was a bogus affair altogether, kept by some blackguard or other of an Englishman. Afterwards we started for déjeuner in a motor. Night and day have been alike to me. My name is Wild— Jonathan Wild. He was always anticipating, stepping into the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles.
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