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It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. He had not to wait long. Very well. I won't have a beachcomber on the island. The old man was conducted to Jack's cell by the turnkey, who remained near him during their interview. He had often read about it, and once he had incorporated it in a story, that invisible force which sent men to prison and to the gallows, when a tongue controlled would have meant liberty indefinite.
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