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They were
alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. “Want to see Mr. Meantime, the Stone Hall was crowded by all the inmates of the jail, debtors,
felons, turnkeys, and officers who could obtain permission to witness the
ceremony of the prisoner's irons being struck off. Wood,—"he'll never mend. Of this boy she had only caught a
glimpse;—but that glimpse was sufficient to satisfy her it was her son,—and, if
she could have questioned her own instinctive love, she could not question her
antipathy, when she beheld, partly concealed by a pillar immediately in the rear
of the woollen-draper, the dark figure and truculent features of Jonathan Wild. “And how did you find us here?”
“I called at Montague Street a few minutes after you had left. I’ve had it,
Sheila.
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