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"Not entirely," replied Jonathan, calmly; "though I shouldn't be ashamed of it if
it were. Ann Veronica ignored her friend’s confusion. "There's Sharples," cried Quilt. The door was too strong,
and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he
could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet. So good an opportunity may never occur again. "
The young man thanked his informant, and was about to follow his instructions,
when the other called after him——
"I say, master, did you ever hear tell of Mr. My name is Wild—
Jonathan Wild. Because here was the haven for which she had been blindly groping: the positive
abolition of all her father's rights in her—the right to drag her back.
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