JONATHAN WILD. “I never planned it—And now I have begun—” She felt acutely that he was entitled to explanations, and as acutely that explanations were impossible that night. “You have killed me. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. “Tut, tut!” he said. You’d think he wanted to meet the wretch again. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent.
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