If Ann Veronica could have put
words to that song they would have been, “Hot-blooded marriage or none!” but
she was far too indistinct in this matter to frame any words at all. "
"I cannot repent,—I cannot pray," replied Jack, recovering his hardened
demeanour. "
"Ha!" exclaimed her son, starting back, as he obeyed her, and disclosed Jonathan
Wild. People always rejoice at the
misfortunes of others—never at their own! The droll dogs! how they must have
enjoyed it!—ha! ha!"
"I dare say they did. She had
never let off a pistol in her life. “I’ll buy a new one. Without Jack, it was certain that she faced danger if
she went outside Golden Square. ‘I suppose you think I can’t manage it myself,’ had complained Captain
Roding sarcastically. ‘What do you mean?’
‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. On this side was a razor with
which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with
blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had
beaten out his wife's brains. She fought him at first, screaming at him, but he did not
relent. From this peaceful scene Jack's eye fell upon
Jonathan, who, seated upon the stile, under the shade of an elder tree, was
evidently watching him. ”
“Really,” she said, with a hard little laugh, “you must regard me as a very goodnatured person.
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