Rowland," she added, in an altered tone, "I am certain I shall not live many days. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. ” She stirred gently in her chair.
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