Jonathan Wild's House in the Old Bailey XVII. Members of the crowd looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the smoky haze. Her figure was perfect,—tall, graceful, rounded,—and, then, she had deep liquid blue eyes, that rivalled the stars in lustre. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. ’ Jack gasped. Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?" He had answered: "I am.
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