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"Perhaps, I wasn't," returned Thames, gloomily, as the remembrance of Jonathan
Wild's foul insinuation crossed him. But he died when he was a child—long ago—long
ago—long ago. I have just come from him. The arrest of this person is of
consequence to me. You represented to us the immaculate
Briton, the one Englishman who typified the Saxonism, if I may coin a word, of
our race. She could even think of what had happened. Divers plans and figures were chalked
upon the walls; and the spaces between them were filled up with an almanack for
the year; a godly ballad, adorned with a rude wood-cut, purporting to be "The
History of Chaste Susannah;" an old print of the Seven Golden Candlesticks; an
abstract of the various Acts of Parliament against drinking, swearing, and all
manner of profaneness; and a view of the interior of Doctor Daniel Burgess's
Presbyterian meeting-house in Russell Court, with portraits of the reverend
gentleman and the principal members of his flock. ‘No doubt accompanied by the latest crim con tales. Wanted her out of
the way because he had been afraid of her, afraid of himself! He, at fifty-four!
Then into this void poured a flaming anger, a blind and unreasoning anger.
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