The continuity was frequently broken in upon by diversory suppositions. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. Spurling in alarm. “It isn’t quite that we’re toys. "Farewell!" blubbered the executioner's wife, pressing his hand to her lips.
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