"Dog!" cried Wild, freeing himself by a powerful effort, and dealing Jack a violent blow with the heavy bludgeon, which knocked him backwards, "you are not yet a match for Jonathan Wild. "Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered. come. Cahill gave me a hall pass. Even as she watched, the sweat of weakness began to form on his forehead and under the nether lip.
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