Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. Mr. ‘Is it worth it?’ he asked at last. Without you, we might have had some trouble. Prom a knot of idlers at a public-house, he learnt that Jonathan Wild had just ridden past, and that his setters were scouring the country in every direction. . Members of the crowd looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the smoky haze.
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