‘It is all the fault of that lantern. I—In fact, I dislike him extremely. ‘A spitfire, ain’t she, sir?’ Roding ignored this. ’ His colour deepened. This person—this Jonathan Wild, whom I beheld for the first time, scarcely an hour ago, in Wych Street, is—I know not why—my enemy. Maggot tenderly.
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