"My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. ” “It might become one,” he answered. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. “What else was I to do?” For some seconds she stood watching him and both were thinking very quickly. “Perhaps for myself I do not mind, but this man is sure to find out some day, and he will not like having been deceived. ” “You are at least aware,” he said, “that you have on several recent occasions acted in direct opposition to my wishes. "Get ready your heaviest irons, Austin. He jumped back, cursing.
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