"Your son's father was a thief; and Jonathan Wild (unless I'm misinformed,) was his friend,—so it's not unnatural he should show some partiality towards Jack. “I don’t see, Mollie,” he remarked, taking a cigar from the box on the table as his sister and daughter rose, “why you and Vee shouldn’t discuss this little affair —whatever it is—without bothering me. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. Before a year has expired, you will share the same fate. " "To be sure you are," replied Jonathan, laughing. He looked up to see an ancient coach making its ponderous way down the street. A species of vertigo seized him.
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