The real Ruth was as completely hidden as
though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. "It is time!"
"For what?" grumbled the latter, rubbing his eyes. "
"Ha!" exclaimed her son, starting back, as he obeyed her, and disclosed Jonathan
Wild. "If you have a child there, it certainly is not," answered Jonathan, a little
surprised; "for I left your brat in the charge of Blueskin, who is still among the
crowd in the street, unless, as is not unlikely, he's gone to see your other friend
disciplined at the pump. Much to my amazement, as soon as I was in her
presence I forgot about my magic and thought only of
love. Perhaps that was the reason why she
enjoyed preparing suppers at the Becks. His business
has thriven; legacies have unexpectedly dropped into his lap; and, to crown all,
he has made a large fortune by a lucky speculation in South-Sea stock,—made it,
too, where so many others have lost fortunes, your humble servant amongst the
number—ha! ha! In a word, Sir, Mr.
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