"My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. A piece of old blanket was fastened across her shoulders, and she had no other clothing except a petticoat. She was given a glimpse of his soul.
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