The fire still burned brightly. “I see nothing of my sister,” she said. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. Her eyes quizzed the major. Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. \"No, but thank you. She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder. “And I have dragged you all over here for nothing,” she murmured. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. “Oh good.
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