It was an impulse. A lucky escape. . We looked upon you, my dear Sir John, with reverence, almost with awe. Anna was suddenly very quiet. It was supposed he was drowned in crossing the river, as his body had never been found. " "Ha!" exclaimed her son, starting back, as he obeyed her, and disclosed Jonathan Wild. \"No. Some years after the date of this history, an immense ventilator was placed at the top of the Gate, with the view of purifying the prison, which, owing to its insufficient space and constantly-crowded state, was never free from that dreadful and contagious disorder, now happily unknown, the jail-fever.
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