Will you marry me?” Anna looked at him in blank amazement. From this perturbed state he was roused by thoughts of his mother, and fancying he heard her gentle voice urging him on to fresh exertion, he started up. If I were a clean, free man—We’ll have to talk of all these things. He proposed, he wanted to possess her! He loved her. We married, and for a time we were happy. That is the dreadful truth. Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard.
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