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The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. She stared. “I think,” he said, “that I would fetch any one whom he has asked to see. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. Mind you don't stir till supper's over. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. " "A young fellow who thinks he's in love, when he has only been reading too much. We were alike. Jack may be capable of much that is wicked, but he would never lift his hand against his friend,—of that I am assured.

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