The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered. She could feel Michelle’s nervousness leaching into her spine. We'll have him yet. “I had found her at last, and she shot me. She felt she must fly before it and could no longer do so. What was his problem, she thought to herself. The young man had knocked over the siphon. Of this boy she had only caught a glimpse;—but that glimpse was sufficient to satisfy her it was her son,—and, if she could have questioned her own instinctive love, she could not question her antipathy, when she beheld, partly concealed by a pillar immediately in the rear of the woollen-draper, the dark figure and truculent features of Jonathan Wild.
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