Prom a knot of idlers at a public-house, he learnt that Jonathan
Wild had just ridden past, and that his setters were scouring the country in every
direction. ‘How dull it must have been for
you, poor little one. Wood struck me a blow which made me a robber. Set
yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my
friend again. "And someday let him
care for me!"
She sprang up, alarmed. ’ She
shuddered, throwing her hands over her face. She did not want to seem to shrink from conversation,
but all sorts of odd questions were running through her mind. Submission to the inevitable carried her through the circumstances of her
appearance before the magistrate. "I'm surprised you've not asked that question before, Sir Rowland.
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