"Leave his punishment to me, Jack," said Mrs. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. That's the job.
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