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"Again," cried Jonathan, sternly: "beware!" "What!" vociferated Trenchard. ” “Does she have to sell her soul to the Devil?” Lucy asked, feeling stupid. Kneebone he's not here. ‘I want a word with you, my lad. ” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. 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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