“I am going to ask for your forgiveness. "Oh, God! would you take him from me?— would you murder him?" "His father's name?—and he is free," rejoined Rowland, holding her arms. To work then he went, and with wonderful industry filed off two of the iron bars. I'll keep it for your sake. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. The pair then descended Saffron-hill, threaded Field-lane, and, entering Holborn, passed over the little bridge which then crossed the muddy waters of Fleet-ditch, mounted Snow-hill, and soon drew in the bridle before Jonathan Wild's door. " "Anything, my dear," replied Wood, "What is it?" "Bury us together in one grave in Willesden churchyard. .
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