I can't run in these heavy fetters. " "Nor Jonathan Wild, I hope," interposed Sheppard. “Whither away?” he said, very distinctly in a curiously wheedling voice. One of those hanging moments ensued— hypnotic. One puts gloves on one’s greedy fingers.
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