This person—this Jonathan Wild, whom I beheld for the first time, scarcely an hour ago, in Wych Street, is—I know not why—my enemy. " "Wanted to see if I could turn out one all on my own," replied Spurlock, looking at McClintock, who nodded slightly. Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill.
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