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It won't do to knock at the door, and Jonathan Wild's house is not quite so easy of entrance as Mr. She admired his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his bathroom. "One word before we part, adorable girl— only one," he continued, detaining her. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. "What's that?—Jack's voice!" "It is," replied her son. “Look round the table,” she said. There was a great splash of blood upon it, her hand was all wet and sticky. Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief, reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance of Heaven on his own head. As soon as he could be moved with safety, Jonathan had himself transported to Newgate, where he was carried into the Middle Ward, that he might feast his eyes upon his victim.
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