"You've ruined my hopes. “I don’t see that his being a good sort matters. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. It is a matter of degree.
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