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The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. "Dog!" cried Wild, freeing himself by a powerful effort, and dealing Jack a violent blow with the heavy bludgeon, which knocked him backwards, "you are not yet a match for Jonathan Wild. "You repeated the word 'Fool' over and over. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. Stanley regarded him through his glasses with something approaching animosity. They were drenched with water and suds. ‘Certainly you are imbecile. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. Will you stand by and watch me?" The contents of the trunk only thickened the fog.
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