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’ ‘I think you—’ He broke off abruptly, astonished at what he had been about to say. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. The starling, on which the carpenter stood, was the fourth from the Surrey shore. After listening attentively for a short time without drawing breath, he became convinced that his apprehensions were groundless, and, greatly relieved, sat down upon the chair to rest himself and prepare for further efforts. The word "criticism" had no concrete meaning to her then; no more than "compromise. Never! And they don’t know it! They have no idea of it. However this may be, such was the ill report of the place that few passed along the Old Bailey without bestowing a glance of fearful curiosity at its dingy walls, and wondering what was going on inside them; while fewer still, of those who paused at the door, read, without some internal trepidation, the formidable name—inscribed in large letters on its bright brass-plate—of JONATHAN WILD.

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