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Mr. ”
Ann Veronica said nothing. The moment I entered the room, and found you a prisoner in the hands
of Jonathan Wild, I guessed how matters stood, and acted accordingly. She
looked up, and recognized Mr. "And so we're to be
summoned from our beds and snug firesides, because a kid happens to squall,
eh? By the soul of my grandmother, but this is too good!"
"Do you intend to claim the privileges of the Mint?" said Jonathan, calmly
pursuing his interrogations amid the uproar. A granddaughter of mine!’
The idiocy of this notion stuck in his craw and he could think of nothing else
for a moment. Frankly, it is the funniest thing which has ever happened to me in
my life. It was the grand nursery of vice.
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