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“I’ve been through all that,” she went on, after a pause. I cannot let you go. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. Will you take it in to him?” The young man smiled in a superior manner. Perhaps in two or three weeks. She observed the tides, amazed by how high the water could rise, almost touching the tops of the cliffs. ’ Martha looked up, belligerence in her tone. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. When Jack came to speak of Jonathan Wild, his countenance fell.
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