I asked you to go. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. The lady reseated herself, watching him expectantly. Love—admiration for your matchless beauty alone sways me. We can love on a snow cornice, we can love over a pail of whitewash.
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