"Look quick, d—n you, or we shall never master him!" "Murder!" shrieked Mrs. \" Lucy said. " "That's well!" cried Jack. " "There's some one in the garden at this moment," cried Jack; "I saw a face at the window. “Beasts!” But Miss Miniver took no notice of his admission. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. Built and paved with stone, without beds, or any other sort of protection from the cold, this dreadful hole, accounted the most dark and dismal in the prison, was made the receptacle of such miserable wretches as could not pay the customary fees.
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