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PITT, the keeper of Newgate. Horrible!"
"Poor soul! her senses are going again," said Mr. "Let me see," replied Wood; "exactly twelve years ago last November. It wouldn’t be you. John knew better. "What ho!" he cried slapping Smith, who had fallen asleep with the brandybottle in his grasp, upon the shoulder. “Where to?” he asked, as the hansom drove up. He was aroused from his slumber, about six o'clock, by the return of Abraham
Mendez, who not choosing to confess that Jack had eluded his vigilance,
contended himself with stating that he had kept watch till daybreak, when he had
carefully searched the field, and, finding no trace of him, had thought it better to
return.
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