"My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. ” She shivered. . She had fled back to Florence quite intent on slitting the new bride’s throat. Clear water gave away to gray as she waded deeper, feeling her slippers on rock.
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