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I tried to get across the terrace and onto the bridge to introduce myself, but the crowds did not part and I lost you. I am Jonathan Wild. His last actions were futile. ‘You see,’ he pursued blandly, ‘I lead a life of the most intolerable boredom. On the second day out he was helped to a steamer-chair on deck; on the third day, his arm across Ruth's shoulder, he walked from his chair to the foremast and back. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved over his head to cheer on his companions.
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