. ” He groaned. As we turned the corner of the street, I noticed that the electric light was burning in this room. Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors. I shall quit it and go abroad. My father's chief fear, I must tell you, is from the baneful influence of Jonathan Wild.
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