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"Go—go!"
"I see what you mean," rejoined Blueskin, tossing a large case-knife, which he
took from his pocket, in the air, and catching it dexterously by the haft as it fell;
"you owe Jonathan a grudge;—so do I. The Procession to Tyburn
462
XXXII. Idiote. "No such thing," rejoined the jailer; "he's coming on business. I must obey. On
seeing it, he'll deliver you a box, which it will unlock, and in which you'll find a
matter of fifty guineas and a few trinkets. Even if you didn’t know it. ’
He closed the panel and came slowly out of the little dressing-room, Roding at
his heels.
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