‘Oh no, you don’t,’ said Gerald in a low tone. She felt her forehead repeatedly break out in a light sweat. Were I not Jonathan Wild, I'd be Jack Sheppard. Even as she watched, the sweat of weakness began to form on his forehead and under the nether lip.
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