And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. "I'm my own master now, and I'll do as I please. " "Well, Sir, his name?" "Jonathan Wild. ” She replied. I asked him why, and he hadn’t a reason. His throat filled; he wanted to weep.
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