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"Nor any one else in his senses," rejoined Wood, with a laugh. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair
near the fire had evidently been used. Jonathan Wild, at this time, was on the high-road to the greatness which he
subsequently, and not long afterwards, obtained. I don’t think they do matter. I didn’t understand. We girls, my sister and I, were left quite
alone when our father died, and I made up my mind to make some little place in
the world for myself. Still, one has to be reasonable. The gentleman with the red beard will
relieve you of your prisoner. I’ve got nothing to do for a month but think. Playing became a way of escape. I would like you to believe that the decision
I have arrived at—to stay away—is wholly and entirely to save you pain.
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