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"Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. My father's chief fear, I must tell you, is from the baneful influence of Jonathan Wild. “Thank Heaven, they are bringing the hors d’oeuvres. I don’t. That I am not ignorant of the reward offered for my capture this will show," he added, taking a large placard headed 'Murder' from his pocket, and throwing it on the floor. It must have cut him. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. The danger or difficulty of an exploit never appalled him. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and flaming sunflowers.
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