“No, stay, Lucy. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the
door. Nothing has been touched since. 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. Her father for fifteen years, and you now for the
rest of her life! Tell her you're a thief. . “Had he better have a nurse? I will be responsible
for anything of that sort. She paced restlessly to the door
and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. ”
“But what did father imagine?”
“Of course he imagined! Any one would! ‘What has happened, Peter?’ I
asked.
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