’ ‘How do you know?’ Lucilla repeated, almost as sceptical as her intended spouse. “I like to think of your offer. "Coming!—so is midnight—so is Jonathan Wild," retorted Jack, with a significant look at Thames. “Oh, damn!” he said. Plote was sleeping or deaf. “I don’t see at all how you can be managing,” said Miss Stanley, and Ann Veronica hastened to reply, “I do on very little. ’ Gerald drew his breath in sharply as Lord Charvill took a step towards his granddaughter, thrusting out his head. —Jonathan Wild: August 31st, 1724.
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