We girls, my sister and I, were left quite alone when our father died, and I made up my mind to make some little place in the world for myself. I overheard Jonathan Wild's instructions to Quilt Arnold, and though he spoke in slang, and in an under tone, my quick ears, and acquaintance with the thieves' lingo, enabled me to make out every word he uttered. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. But here was a girl—she must be a girl, since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably and cleverly. ’ ‘And I love the way you call me imbecile,’ finished Gerald. For a time they walked in silence.
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