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“Indeed, no,” he answered. ‘Come, come, ma’am,’ he said smiling. "I can never get poor Tom's last look out of my head, as he stood in the Stone-Hall at Newgate, after his irons had been knocked off, unless I manage to stupify myself somehow. I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. Keep your eye upon the lad.
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