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‘Parbleu,’ said Gerald. For when this Joan said it, I had a memory. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. “The fool I have been!” he cried; and now speech was coming to him. Free! All the fine ecstasy, without the numbing terror. At any rate, he began to deliberately personate him. As he proceeded, other painful reminiscences were aroused. “By Jove!” he broke out, “one tries to take a serious, sober view. Ye gods! what a wilderness it is! Every one trying to get the better of every one, every one regardless of every one—it’s one of those days when every one bumps against you—every one pouring coal smoke into the air and making confusion worse confounded, motor omnibuses clattering and smelling, a horse down in the Tottenham Court Road, an old woman at the corner coughing dreadfully—all the painful sights of a great city, and here you come into it to take your chances. Ask mercy of the Lord for the salvation of your own soul, through the merits of the death and passion of Jesus Christ, who now sits at the right hand of God, to make intercession for you, if you penitently return to him. Well, after a time there came a fever in my blood. "I can't say," answered the fellow; "but I'll inquire from the sexton, William Morgan. I’ve never muffed an exam yet. " "Jonathan Wild!" repeated the carpenter, trembling. The massive door was unlocked, and they entered the cell.
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