"My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. I had been about as foolish and selfish as a girl could be. " "I can avenge her," cried Jack in a terrible tone. ” She smiled at him, an understanding smile, but her words defied him. "He called me a wanton, Hoddy. She refrained. At present the world waits for that writer, and the confused record of the newspapers remains the only resource of the curious. Confidence in himself would strengthen him.
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