The temperature soared to one hundred degrees, sickeningly hot. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage, with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to receive it. Some of your sex, I mean. "Something is sure to arise in the course of the investigation, of which I can take advantage. Jonathan Wild.
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