Wood had been my father, as well as yours. "Dog!" cried Wild, freeing himself by a powerful effort, and dealing Jack a violent blow with the heavy bludgeon, which knocked him backwards, "you are not yet a match for Jonathan Wild. I don’t want to tear at you with hot, rough hands. ’ You used to declare that you hated the name. ’ She bestowed a dazzling smile on Roding, who had reddened to the gills at these words. " "Has Jonathan Wild been here to-day?" asked Mrs. After debating with himself whether he should further seek an interview, which, though, now in his power, was so sedulously shunned by the other party, he decided in the negative; and contenting himself with writing upon a slip of paper the hasty words,—"You are known by the villagers,—be upon your guard,"—he gave it to the ostler, with instructions to deliver it instantly to the owner of the horse he pointed out, and pursued his course.
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