In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic concert under the great elm before the door. My name is Wild— Jonathan Wild. “How’s the star?” John’s father asked. “You are neither of you in the least like the ordinary boarding-house young man. Life’s hard enough nowadays for an unprotected male.
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