And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. "'Sdeath! why am I not obeyed?" exclaimed the knight, angrily. The lamp was spreading soot over everything and the reek of kerosene was stronger than usual. Think! You could not have done it.
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