“Please don’t,” she said. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. "Well, well; look who's here!" cried Spurlock. ” It was as if she faced a darkness in which was something very beautiful and wonderful as yet unimagined. She moved forward almost indiscernibly, a millimeter.
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