"You're not out yet, you young hound," rejoined Quilt, striving ineffectually to burst open the door. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. He could not promise that she would ever appear again in that house. An hour was then passed in conversation as to the possibility of rendering any assistance to Jack; in deploring his unhappy destiny; and in the consideration of the course to be pursued in reference to Jonathan Wild.
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