“I haven’t a scrap—of this sort of aversion. " "Jonathan Wild!" repeated the carpenter, trembling. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. And now she had sent Jack away. In the pause a door could be heard opening and closing on the landing up-stairs. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. How she had coveted her mother’s beauty and sought to emulate it, if only to please her. "And now, having got rid of the minor obstacles," said Jonathan, "I'll submit a plan for the removal of the main difficulty.
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