"Give me the child, or—" As he spoke the door was thrown open, and Mrs. Wood went on fuming, and the trio went on laughing for some minutes, nobody knew why or wherefore, until the party was increased by Mr. Aliva's husband, who passed by the name of Darrell, confronted them sword in hand. As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. I always told you some accident would happen. Her steps slowed. It remains a bizarre idea to me that Lucy Alberti could ever become so detailed or so real, but I’m certainly glad to have made her acquaintance. "No, no!" With a gesture, fierce and intolerant, she seized the Bible and thrust it out of sight, into the drawer. This way, Sir Rowland. Wood gave the required promise, though he could not help thinking that if either of them had cause to be jealous he was the party. Satisfied that he had solved his difficulty, he proceeded to his room.
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