“I am tired,” she said, “and I want to rest. " "Do you happen to know Jonathan Wild, master?" inquired Jack, altering his tone, and assuming a more respectful demeanour. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. Some years ago, in 1715, just before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party, and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to escape with my head upon my shoulders. ‘Lord, no! I’ve a better regard for my skin, I thank you. “Poor little Miniver! What can she be but what she is?. A slow horror was dawning in his fixed eyes.
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