“Am I dull?” she said. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. ’ Gerald grinned. "Yes, sir," said McClintock, as he sat down; "that's South Sea stuff, that yarn of yours. "If you won't disclose your name, I will for you! You are Jonathan Wild!" "Further concealment is needless," answered the other, pulling off his wig and black patch, and resuming his natural tone of voice; "I am Jonathan Wild!" "Say you so!" rejoined Kneebone; "then be this your passport to eternity. That had taken her by surprise, and her tired wits had failed her. ” He said to her, quite unsure of whether or not he was dreaming.
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