"An excellent reason, i' faith!" exclaimed Blueskin, with a roar of surprise and indignation, which was echoed by the whole assemblage. This person—this Jonathan Wild, whom I beheld for the first time, scarcely an hour ago, in Wych Street, is—I know not why—my enemy. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. “Thank you,” he said, “for letting me back. I had two slices. I'm almost sorry your suspicions are unfounded, if your father in any way resembled you, my youngster. I swore to hang you two years ago, but I deferred my purpose. "Patience Kite has lured him to Enfield on a false scent after Blueskin.
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