gutenberg. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. "Where is he?" he cried. Of this boy she had only caught a glimpse;—but that glimpse was sufficient to satisfy her it was her son,—and, if she could have questioned her own instinctive love, she could not question her antipathy, when she beheld, partly concealed by a pillar immediately in the rear of the woollen-draper, the dark figure and truculent features of Jonathan Wild. "Fool!" he cried, "do you think I wouldn't have secured you before this if I hadn't some motive for my forbearance?" "And that motive is fear," replied Jack contemptuously. “Do you know, I have been wondering what had become of you,” she said.
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