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"If you won't disclose your name, I will for you! You are Jonathan Wild!" "Further concealment is needless," answered the other, pulling off his wig and black patch, and resuming his natural tone of voice; "I am Jonathan Wild!" "Say you so!" rejoined Kneebone; "then be this your passport to eternity. I am not of the canaille, but a bourgeois. Why do you look so sad?” She opened her eyes wider and stifled her emotions. " "Pish!" cried Jack: "I don't value his anger a straw. “I believe that you are right,” he said softly. The fellow swore lustily, in a voice which Jack instantly recognised as that of Quilt Arnold, and vainly attempted to rise and draw his sword. He did not look up, so he did not know that in her other hand she held a glass of wine. “Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper. He was snoring stupidly. I know. That register would be easy to get at; comforting thought. Bu hikaye, bir köyün kaderini değiştiren bir maceranın hikayesidir.
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