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. There was a long silence between them. " "That's right," replied Wild, with a ghastly smile. I want to put myself into your hands. " "And were I in yours," rejoined the woollen-draper, "I should be doubly apprehensive, because he's a professed friend. The Chapel was situated in the south-east angle of the jail; the ordinary at the time of this history being the Reverend Thomas Purney; the deputy chaplain, Mr. ‘What in the world is that?’ demanded Miss Froxfield. This queer father of hers had given her everything but his arms. Maggot. But I never betray an old customer.
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