Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard. For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's unhappy world. Once she stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself thoughtfully. " "I can avenge her," cried Jack in a terrible tone. In the midst of this light stood a young woman. Nor was Jack by any means the only stripling in the room. ‘I do not believe you. “Annabel, I begin to see why you are here.
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