At the first glance, he imagined he must have stumbled upon a museum of rarities, there were so many glass-cases, so many open cabinets, ranged against the walls; but the next convinced him that if Jonathan was a virtuoso, his tastes did not run in the ordinary channels. " "None whatever," rejoined Wild. “With your permission,” he said to Anna, “I shall arrange a bed for him where he is. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. It would be a great matter, I must own, to bring Jonathan Wild to justice. But none ever puts his foot on this boat. Kneebone and his friends would be glad of a little refreshment.
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