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As soon as he was gone, the two women divested themselves of their hoods and cloaks, and threw them, as if inadvertently, into the farthest part of the angle in the wall. This person—this Jonathan Wild, whom I beheld for the first time, scarcely an hour ago, in Wych Street, is—I know not why—my enemy. "Now, tell me why they brought you here?" "I came to see you, dear mother!" answered Jack. I have made her an honourable proposal of marriage, in compliance with the request of her lamented parent, whose memory—" "Dare to utter that falsehood in my hearing again, scoundrel," interrupted Thames fiercely, "and I will put it out of your power to repeat the offence. If you don't conquer this disgraceful propensity in time, you'll soon come to want; and then nothing can save you. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside. Here lay a heap of knockers of all sizes, from the huge lion's head to the small brass rapper: there, a collection of sign-boards, with the names and calling of the owners utterly obliterated. And, setting down the link, he proceeded deliberately to untie his cravat. But I never betray an old customer.
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