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You are not playing to-night, are you?” “Not to-night,” she answered. “Yes! I must! The thing is becoming a torture to me. 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. Selecting a key from the heavy bunch committed to him by Austin, he threw open the door, and beheld Blueskin seated at the back of the small chamber, handcuffed, and with his feet confined in a heavy pair of stocks. But the morning brought courage again, and those first intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind. ’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. “Why would she do that? Why does she care? That’s a waste of her time.
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