Don't you understand? Back among
your own again, and only a few of us the wiser. "If that sickly brat lives to be a man," continued Jonathan, rising, "I'll hang him
upon the same tree as his father. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her
face in a pillow. . Murder had become nothing to her. However this may be, such was the ill report of the place that few passed
along the Old Bailey without bestowing a glance of fearful curiosity at its dingy
walls, and wondering what was going on inside them; while fewer still, of those
who paused at the door, read, without some internal trepidation, the formidable
name—inscribed in large letters on its bright brass-plate—of JONATHAN
WILD. He was a little embarrassed.
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