And, fearing you might not come to me, I forced my way hither, even with certainty of discomposing your friends. I should be sorry if Shotbolt got the reward. Nothing disheartened by this survey, Jack set to work upon the lock, which he attacked with all his implements;—now attempting to pick it with the nail;— now to wrench it off with the bar: but all without effect. " "Do you happen to know Jonathan Wild, master?" inquired Jack, altering his tone, and assuming a more respectful demeanour. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. She opened and read it at once. The thing rankled in her mind night and day.
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