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She forced herself not to think of John. Plainly. “Your sex is a terrible fraud. Wood," returned Jackson, with the utmost composure; "you're a headborough, and a loyal subject of King George. A noise was next heard, as if some instrument were applied to the door with the intent to force it open, and Jack's fears were at once dispelled, At first, he had imagined they were officers of justice, come to convey him to a stronger prison: but the voice of one of the parties, which he recognised, convinced him they were his friends. The young man did not know what he was doing or where he was. Good riddance to bad rubbish.
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