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As he hesitated, unable to make up his mind what to do for the best, a heavy rumbling on the cobbles penetrated his absorption. "You do love me?" "God knows how much!" Suddenly he laid his head on her shoulder. "Enough!" cried Jonathan, eagerly pocketing the memorandum. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. The night his execution was therefore passed in a most anxious state of mind; nor was his uneasiness allayed by the appearance of Jonathan Wild, who, after he had been driven from the roof of the jail, repaired to the Middle Stone Ward in a fit of ungovernable passion, to vent his rage upon the prisoner, whom he looked upon as the cause of the present calamity.
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