“My hand! This isn’t the place. By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. For a moment he did not recognize Annabel. 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.
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