"Yes; he'll suspect nothing. 277 “I was beginning to think that I would never see you again, Lucy. . Two or three podgy-looking old men with wives to match, half-a-dozen overdressed girls, and a couple of underdressed American ones, who still wore the clothes in which they had been tramping half over London since breakfast time. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind. Her eyes were wide open with amazement. This person—this Jonathan Wild, whom I beheld for the first time, scarcely an hour ago, in Wych Street, is—I know not why—my enemy. "'You've a long journey before you. "You have both," replied Wood, fervently. Lucilla clearly adored her betrothed, anyone could see that.
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