"You are, Sir," thundered Jonathan; "and, unless you find him, you shan't hold your place a week. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. " "Do you think so?" replied Kneebone, taking it off, and placing it on her finger, which he took the opportunity of kissing at the same time; "wear it for my sake.
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