While this was taking place, another and more serious interruption occurred. "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. Gods! what
it must be to pour out strong, splendid verse—mighty lines! mighty lines! If I do,
Ann Veronica, it will be you. "
"I thought as much," sneered Mrs. But though he visited Sir Rowland Trenchard's seat,
Ashton Hall, he could gain no tidings of him, or of his uncle, Sir Rowland, who,
it seems, has left the country. “I have never forgotten. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black
pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him.
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