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“We are Mr. Wild's figure. " "That's what troubles me," rejoined Ben. While this was passing, Jonathan opened one of the upper windows, and fired several shots upon the assailants. " Roused by this reflection, filled with the deepest anxiety for his mother, and burning to be avenged upon Jonathan Wild, he grasped the iron bar, which, when he sat down, he had laid upon his knees, and stepped quickly across the room. “John, don’t!” she cried. Lucy's ears were singing.
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