Gerald lifted an eyebrow. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. After all, that was life. " "My dear," observed Wood, "you should be more charitable—" "Charitable!" repeated his wife, "that's your constant cry. ” “She invited me to dinner anyway. Andrew's church, the bell of which was tolling, was covered with spectators. He did not even care for his own inheritance at this place in Wodeham Water. In his condition the boy apparently had been as safe as in the lock-up.
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