"All right," replied Sheppard, with affected indifference. 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. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life. "I'm never satisfied with a first attempt. And listen, John. I have found you. ” She cried once they were in the great room.
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