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Just as he was about to drain it, he encountered the basilisk glance of Jonathan Wild, and paused. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house. “Alone, dear?” “Yes, aunt. I am apparently a beast, a pig and an imbecile, too, if memory serves me. The knight and his followers crossed the threshold, leaving one of the torch-bearers behind them. Around her neck was a little gold chain.
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