Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. EPOCH THE FIRST, 1703. My name is Wild— Jonathan Wild. The boy she had loved was gone. An unhappy little sigh escaped her. ’ There was a kind of aching hunger in Gerald’s gaze. He called to the other attendant, who held the torch. We shall take an eternal farewell of each other. He is the one who has said that she must go to the convent.
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