How Jonathan Wild's House was burnt down 458 XXXI. ’ ‘I was called in, ma’am, to catch a French spy—at least, that is what Pottiswick thought. Perhaps for the first time he realized that Anna was by no means an ordinary person. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon.
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