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Ennison listened, and his eyes glowed. "Why did I want it under my pillow?" he asked. I stole away and walked to the railway station. The Night-Cellar XVIII. This horrible piece of deformity, who acted as drawer and cellarman, and was a constant butt to the small wits of the jail, was nicknamed the Black Dog of Newgate. "Jack Sheppard had a visitor, I understand, yesterday, and may make an attempt to escape.
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