D. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully. You belong to me, and I have waited long enough. She had asked about that already, and her father had replied, evasively: “We’ll have to see about that, little Vee; we’ll have to see about that. ” “Oh, you are strong and brave,” Annabel murmured. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. "From Jonathan Wild's confidential servant what could be expected but treachery?" With this, he proceeded to dress himself in Quilt Arnold's clothes, pulled the wig over his face and eyes so as completely to conceal his features, slouched the hat over his brows, drew the huge boots above his knees, and muffled himself up in the best way he could.
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