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‘Then who is this Englishman?’ demanded Gerald on a sceptical note. His own heart was too full of melancholy foreboding. One of the reasons why I
decline to talk is this: that boy's punishment will be enough. She stood without motion and without
strength. That was the Frenchie, Valade, surely. Who she is I have not discovered, but she is
masquerading as Melusine, and for all I know, is not even married to the man
who calls himself Valade. "If you won't disclose your name, I will for you!
You are Jonathan Wild!"
"Further concealment is needless," answered the other, pulling off his wig and
black patch, and resuming his natural tone of voice; "I am Jonathan Wild!"
"Say you so!" rejoined Kneebone; "then be this your passport to eternity. Happened to be at the Chariot, you know, with Trodger, and it’s review
day.
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