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"To be
sure, it's not surprising the poor little thing should be so marked; for, when I lay
in the women-felons' ward in Newgate, where he first saw the light, or at least
such light as ever finds entrance into that gloomy place, I had nothing, whether
sleeping or waking, but halters, and gibbets, and coffins, and such like horrible
visions, for ever dancing round me! And then, you know, Sir—but, perhaps, you
don't know that little Jack was born, a month before his time, on the very day his
poor father suffered. Unless—’ Something clicked in his mind and he stared at his friend without
seeing him. ‘I doubt very much whether they are yours at all. “To the young man himself,” he answered, “no! I simply object to his calling
here two or three times a week during my absence. Non. Kneebone helped to the pigeon-pie; while Thames unwired and
uncorked a bottle of stout Carnarvonshire ale. But I
proved it to them! Oh yeah, I told John, but I don’t think
he believes me either.
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