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I was afraid of being talked about. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. When I carried you up here like a bride, that is the way I wanted us to be, Mary Lucia. Wow. I could tell it was Italian, you see. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. Some years after the date of this history, an immense ventilator was placed at the top of the Gate, with the view of purifying the prison, which, owing to its insufficient space and constantly-crowded state, was never free from that dreadful and contagious disorder, now happily unknown, the jail-fever. If hopeless love for her made me a robber, it has also saved me many a crime. ’ She paused, holding her nurse’s eyes. ToC Jonathan Wild, meanwhile, had quitted the house. No, none at all.
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