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. Doesn’t matter a bit to me. One glance swept across the place and it was immediately apparent that Pottiswick had not, this time, been mistaken. ’ Gerald tutted. “Is there any urgency?” The doctor bent over his patient, who seemed to have fallen asleep. "No, please! It is good luck for a dog to enter your house. He was perhaps forty-five years of age.
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