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’ The door opened and Saling entered again. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. Look at these walls. It was really most vivid, most vivid! You seemed to be slipping and just going to tumble and holding on. " "Since you require it, I must obey," replied Kneebone; "but prepare yourself for a terrible shock. "Not a syllable," replied Wild. And so I'll tell you what I did —" And she burst into a laugh that froze Jack's blood in his veins.
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