"My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. She got to the driveway and was semi-surprised to see that his car was gone. Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed. He seemed inexorable, and inscrutable as fate itself. “Is this true, Annabel? Is he dead?” She nodded. Walpole, and then to Newgate.
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