"Were I in your place," said Smith, "I should be apprehensive of Wild, because he's a declared enemy. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. What would he come as? Presently she roused herself with a guilty start from the task of dressing and re-dressing Mr. . “How are you feeling?” She asked. ” Annabel shrugged her shoulders. His age was not far from fifty. “Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. . “But Sir John?” he exclaimed. Anyhow he confessed that he was a fraud. You see, I kidnapped poor Jack and made him promise to send me word if you went careering off anywhere.
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