You truly are your mother’s, Lucia. At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. I'm ashamed to say that I was too much terrified to scream out—but ran and hid myself. I am come to rescue you from Wild's violence. The night his execution was therefore passed in a most anxious state of mind; nor was his uneasiness allayed by the appearance of Jonathan Wild, who, after he had been driven from the roof of the jail, repaired to the Middle Stone Ward in a fit of ungovernable passion, to vent his rage upon the prisoner, whom he looked upon as the cause of the present calamity.
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