And immediately afterwards the curtain was drawn aside, and disclosed the Satanic countenance of Jonathan Wild, who had crept into the house unperceived, "I'll tell you, why he can't go back to his master," cried the thief-taker, with a malignant grin.

"He has robbed him." "Robbed him!" screamed the widow.

"Jack!" Her son averted his gaze.
"Ay, robbed him," reiterated Jonathan.

"The night before last, Mr.
Wood's house was broken into and plundered.

Your son was seen by the carpenter's wife in company with the robbers.