"My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. ’ The core of hurt rose up, tearing at her insides. Something forbade him to draw her toward him and seal the compact with a kiss. "Help! help!" "You call in vain," returned Kneebone. I'll try to fill in the gaps. Their colloquy was ended abruptly by the apparition of Miss Klegg at the further door.
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