Long ago. ’ ‘Fancy my old pa thinking you was a French spy. The darkness prevented the carpenter from discerning the features or figure of the stranger; and the ceaseless din precluded the possibility of holding any communication by words with him. ’ ‘No, of course you could not,’ Gerald soothed. When Jack came to speak of Jonathan Wild, his countenance fell. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. .
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