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"It is open," replied the lady, rushing towards it, and springing through the outlet. "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. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. "Who's there?—Pshaw! it's only the wind. " "It is not Jack's voice," rejoined Mrs. Wild," replied the other, "a little shaken, that's all. A full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of "right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes.
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